I figured I was just going to go over and just meet him, lay down some contacts so we could see each other more often and maybe he could be my guy I w...uld go to every so often if I got one of those nights I liked dick better. After cycling for about 5 minutes I was at his house and he opened up. I just wore normal jeans and a shirt and a thick coat considering it was cold this time of year. He wore the exact same thing, apart from the coat. I took off my coat and we both got ourselves a beer.. I brought lunch and dinner from shop for her and me.As i get bored i went to bed at 8. And found that she way moaning with tears in her eyes. On seeing me she replied its paining a lot rajesh i requested her to come to hospital she said not in this time we cam go in morning. She was crying for more than half an hour. I had an idea i said i will massage her and said i know some basic about massaging(lie). She said ok i brought coconut oil and kept near the table and started massaging her over. So here she was, staring at the ceiling while casually rubbing herself through her shorts, something that had become an unconscious habit since she hadn't had sex in months. She wasn't even thinking about sex or about anything erotic in nature. Her mind was on what she might do to amuse herself in her spare time while waiting for another contract. That meant she was awaiting her next opportunity to go hunt and kill someone, a notion which sometimes troubled her.I'm financially set for life so. My hands were tied tight behind my back and ankles cuffed to a bar that has been weighted down, spreading my legs about half a metre apart. Master dressed me in a dark blue corset that gave a nice shape to my breasts, pushing them up and squeezing them together. My waist was cinched in the corset, making my upper body look like the upper half of a full hourglass. The necklace and pendant-symbol he gave me as a sign of my bond to him hung right above mid-cleavage. A long, flowing black skirt.