.. Mistress Terie is the boss and I am the slut and I enjoyed that relationship online for months. Then one day she proposed an idea for me..."I want ...ou to come to my country house and help me with my daily chores."I couldn't believe it. Was it real? Could this really be a chance to serve my mistress? Is it a joke?I was skeptical. I responded quickly,"Mistress Terie you are my master and I am your slut, but at this time I cannot move to your country house at this time. Thank you so very much. And then she came back out and it wasn't my aunt Beth.Or it was of course, but at the same time it wasn't. She was wearing a black, shiny teddy that had metal rings and studs on it and it was open cup and even open crotch and she had black high heel platform boots on and they went up above the knees and she had something that looked like a stick or like a whip for horse riding in her hand. And she looked so incredibly sexy and I wasn't really surprised because I had known for a while really but. These sessions usually last about two hours and I always plan a break in the middle for the intake and outflow of fluids from the audience. It was then that the Brents singled me out with some nice words on how they had found my comments and suggestions so far to be quite enlightening and useful. "Yes, Alyssa and I have learned more already tonight than we have known all the time before this. Quite good. There are some questions we do have, however, that we would like to pose, more privately,. .. Then again, I was being dragged and he took my bound hands and raised them above my head, he was standing in front of me, fiddling with something above our heads, his face almost touching mine and as his hands came down mine stayed, held fast above my head. I could feel him looking at me through the blindfold and hear him breathing. His breaths were deeper now and I could sense that he was starting to get excited by the thrill of what he was doing and I was left hanging, literally almost,.