After texting my Master to tell him I was ready for him, I went andstood in the corner as instructed, leaving the door ajar. After a fewmins I heard t...e door open and footsteps approaching me. They stop atthe dressing table and I hear him pick something up (the handcuffs Iassume). He then strides up to me, forced my hands roughly behind myback and forced the cuffs tightly around my wrists. I feel the coldmetallic sensation as I hear them click locked. He then turns me aroundand starts taking a. "She's gentle though."We rode for a couple hours, spotting debris from the tornado in the fields wherever we turned. I didn't investigate any of the clumps of cloth or shreds of houses, afraid of what we might find. When we returned to the house Charlie was there, grim looking and quiet. He waited while I unsaddled and put the horses away, then pulled me to the side, out of Morgan's hearing."I think we found her grandmother," he said."Where?" I asked, concerned that her body might be badly. The meal itself was an exquisite chicken dish, painstakingly prepared by the Roft’s personal chef. It was nicely accompanied by a well-aged bottle of Pinot Grigio that Lady Roft had been saving for a special occasion. The dinner conversation during the night was quite pleasant, with the bulk of it pertaining to archaeological matters. Lord Roft, in his salad days, had been a famous archaeologist himself. Jeff had heard about some of the lord’s exploits, although none of them were half as. .I.....AHHHHHH!"Her body jerked one last time before she plopped back on the ground. She laid there exhausted and out of breath. "Oh my fucking God. That was incredible." She said catching her breath. I got on top of her, giving her little kisses. on her cheeks and lips. My cock was nice and hard again. It took her a few minutes to feel that pressed against her thigh. Once she did, she positioned herself so I was directly on top of her. Guiding my cock in position, I pushed my ass downward,.