I don’t think he wants to disturb our happy chatter.It’s getting late, and she looks tired, so I tear myself from her side, suddenly aware of how ...t must look, me spending so many hours in her room. I softly kiss her goodnight, as I make my way down the stairs.He is sitting in the armchair playing a computer game and looks up when I enter the living room. A tumultuous crash is heard on the screen, which he ignores.“So, you’ve had a nice time,” he pauses, “together.’I nod my head, biting my. Next the camera pans up and around the concreted pool area. There are posts and frames all empty, surrounding the pool. Next it pans to the grassy area around the pool. The grassy area has short posts scattered through out the entire area. The voice now speaks and says the posts and frames are for public display and use. This means that any slave that is chained to the posts or frames can be used and tormented by any Master at his will. The slaves must remain secured in the manner that. Finally, a message arrived, ?MasterFrank> You have done well my pain slut,you may turn off the egg, remove everything that you can and clean yourselfup once you have written your report. You will receive freedom from your bondagewhen your Mistress decides, I have no control over it for I have sold you toher for $5, from now on she is your owner and you are her play thing. In themean time she will be sending you messaged to your cell phone advising whenyou are to activate and deactivate the egg.. ?It?s cool.You want to impress her. Be the cool aunt from New York.? He smiledleaving her feeling silly and predictable. She?d have hated to admit itbut she?d been planning her ?look? for weeks.?Let?s join them by the pool,? she picked up her sunglasses from thetable by the bed. His hands felt frictionless as he placed them on herhips.His breath was hot on her neck. ?They can wait thirty minutes.?It was forty five minutes later when they walked out onto the paved areaaround the pool. Palm.