In the reception area, I put on the rest of my uniform. Tea secured my cuffs and ball gag, awaiting Mary's arrival.Mistress Tea said while squeezing m... arse, "I've had a good time working with you this weekend, it's been entertaining, and you can come again.”"Yes, you have done well, David. Master Robert will be pleased with your progress when you see him next. You’ve been a good learner and done very well,” Mistress Bea said.When Mary came through the door, I almost did not recognise her. She. “So what do you think?” “About the book, you mean?” “Yes, about the book. Do you want to take it on?” What did she think he was asking her about? The button between her breasts that she’d been playing with all through dinner? That was unfair of course – but every so often as they talked about his travels and her writing career, her hand had strayed to that button. There was nothing seductive about her plain suit jacket – except maybe that she wasn’t wearing a blouse and there seemed to be some. She just wasn’t ready for a serious boyfriend.‘Patience.’I had a feeling mine would be tested sorely.How did I know it hashed it out in my mind for an entire nine minutes?R.E.M’s “Losing My Religion” blared from my clock radio after the first snooze, and I couldn’t slap the snooze button fast enough. I hated that song.I yawned, stretched and considered heading for the shower. However, I’d need to wait a moment before parading through the house at full mast.I got control of the situation and. However, I was afraid that she would banish me from ever being with her again. That was soon to change. One afternoon my mother asked me to go to her room to see if she was home. When I knocked on her door, it slowly swung open and there she was, standing in front of her mirror. She was almost fully dressed but without her blouse. She was cupping her bra enclosed breasts in her small hands. I had always suspected that she had a great bust but despite many attempts I had never seen them before..