..'Wanna come over tomorrow?' I type, before immediately composing afollow-up message. 'Mum kinda wants to meet you, I'm the youngest toshe's REALLY o...erprotective lol.' Though her being overprotective ISunderstandable when I have been taken away from her in the past, Ithink to myself as my nerves are replaced by guilt.'Sure,' Scott types, making me giggle nervously. 'Straight afterschool?''Got my counsellor straight after school,' I reply with a frowningsmiley. '5:30pm good for you?''Suits. The sleeping-room "games" she had played with Glathius,her Companion, the roleplaying of Master and kajira was a sign ofher concern, a sign she probably had refused to recognise even asshe took part in the games. Had she enjoyed it, had she relishedit? Maybe, even as she recoiled from the idea of the gamesbecoming reality, the collar locked around her neck a permanentadjunct to her existence and not a play-toy to be removed whenthe dawn broke. Yet most kajirae seemed contented with their lot,it. So there she was, blind, deaf and fully restrained with that pretty mouth just open enough to see her tongue as she licked her lips, her nipples standing out hard from those magnificent breasts and what looked like a little initial dampness around her pussy lips. My cock was throbbing hard at the sight of this and I had to stop myself just jumping up and relieving myself by emptying my cock into her straight away. But no, she had to be introduced to a little pleasure and pain, and I had to. Her eyes were downcast, she looked so young and vulnerable sitting on her new marriage bed.‘I am fifteen terrans, my Lord. My period set in half a terran-year ago, so I am ripe enough to mate, if that is of concern to you, my husband.’She looked up and I saw her bright blue eyes for the first time. I could sense both a little defiance and some pride at being ready to mate. No doubt she was prepared to busy herself raising our heirs who would strengthen the bonds between our families, mine the.