She looked surprised but grinned and hugged me. It was awhile before I stopped and she shifted to lay half on me. I held her and years of being lonely...made me start to talk.She did speak but softly like almost a whisper. Her name was Heather and she had been caught on the street a few years before and turned over to a slave monger. Her first master made sure she was trained and finally died just a week before. It was late when we slept and she did not move out of my arms.When I woke I was still. Fred was roped into a frame in the standing position, his whole body forming an X. A gag was pushed into his mouth and inflated, and seemed quite airtight except for the plastic tube coming out of it. Another tube was pushed into a hole in the butt-plug lodged inside him. The tubes were attached to two large bottles of thick, milky liquid, hung on a stand to one side, above his head.-“You have to spend twenty minutes here like this, Fred” said Master. “If you stay quite still you shouldn’t get. How to know if it worked. I had to have her do something she would never do. Ill try this. Maggie stay asleep I whispered In 3 minutes I want you to get up, walk into the hall. Take off your nightshirt, yawn and stretch and go back to bed naked. You will wake up in the morning and think nothing of the fact that you are naked. I walked into my room, cracked the door a bit and waited. Soon there was Maggie in the hall. She slipped the nightshirt off her head and let it fall to the ground. She. Everyone were kids at the house and i was the oldest one among them all.So she had a special affection to me and so she talks with me a lot and shares a lot of her things with me.Later on She and i became from teacher and student to being thick friends.Her husband lives in dubai and so,she rarely gets to see him,and if she does get a chance to be with him,it is not very great.After the tuition class periods,she sent everyone off early and told me to wait for a while.She then asked me when i.