Can we talk for a minute? I nodded yes and she continued on. We have been together a few months now and I love it…but I dont really know what we are... Im not sure what you mean. I said, feeling uneasy. Well…A lot of my friends have boyfriends, and they talk about them all the time. I started to speak but she held up her hand. I know! Nobody can know about us, but I just wish that I knew. What do you– She talked over me. What if you meet someone? What if she is pretty and you wouldnt have to. I knew it was my last day of relaxation when the streets were full of people discussing how the close combat tournament had gone. Seven of the old winners had won again, meaning that there were six new victors this year. That was unusual for six new champions to be crowned. It provided me some hope that maybe someone like me could win.I woke up the next morning and changed behind the cover of a wall into my combat outfit that I had brought along with me. White stalkings that went up passed my. I had littlechoice. I was a sissy slut bondage maid to Master William and MistressHelen and I needed to escape their clutches.Soon, we were pulling into the driveway of Master William's and MistressHelen's home. Master Malcolm got out then opened my door and helped meout. He grabbed the items in the back seat and then put his arm aroundme and walked me to the door. He gave me a passionate goodbye kiss, butbefore he left I said, "Master Malcolm, I don't have a key, could youopen the door?" He. She began to fantasize, odd and strange thoughts filled herhead. That ?other? feeling began to grow and she had to sit down for afew moments while it built and then subsided.She had had an orgasm and hadn?t even been touched except for thesensual contact of her bra, the tube rubbing on her pad in her panties,and the crinkle sound of the plastic panties. The feeling was wonderfuland she sat and reveled in the experience for several minutes. Shesuddenly wished her wrists had been bound to her.