So I went to work, did the shopping, oh, and sat down to pee, as the day progressed. I had to apply a little lubricant at times, but overall it was no... too bad. Bed was difficult again. Saturday.I was so horny, so excited to be with Mistress again. I had not cum now in, well, over a week. And the last two days had been locked in the chastity cage.Mistress arrived, and after coming downstairs, I was all over her. No chatting, no drinks, I had my tongue jammed down her throat, and my legs wrapped. It was apparently 'help yourself'. I did, after checking with a small spell to make sure it was safe to eat. Everything but two items, passed my spell test."I felt your spell. What was its purpose?" Shaitan asked me.I explained it was a spell designed to let me know if something was not safe for me to eat, and I had identified two items as not safe. He frowned. He called a servant in, and ordered him to have all who prepared the food brought forth.It turned out a minor cook had decided to. Arrass was also coming... he let that thought trickle through hisconsciousness, envisioning Arrass but the figure in his mind wasn'twearing a tailored suit as he had been at the meeting in the Institutewhen he had 'sold' Bob to Charlie. The image behind his closed eyelidswas of a short but well-built bearded man wearing old-style armour,carrying weapons and with a harsh determination in his eyes, a Warrior ofGor - and his Master? He shivered, the picture causing unnerving tremorsto spike. He is in one of two corners, out of sight of the door. So as not to be conspicuous, you veer to the center of the bench along the wall connecting to his corner. You untwist the towel at your waist as you sit so that when you sit back to rest your arms on the step behind you in a relax pose, your towel falls from your lap. You close your eyes as if you hadn't notices, but you peak at the man in the corner to see if he is watching.Thinking you have your eyes closed, he looks your way, mouth agape.