I stand there waiting and time passes, I hear nothing, feel nothing, see nothing. Just as I think he has left me I feel my robe being pulled open from...behind. I know I must not move unless he instructs me to, so I remain unmoving as my robe is pulled from me. My nipples crinkle in the cool air, and the thought he can see me in all my glory. I feel a kiss on my shoulder and then nothing again. His hands recapture my own and pulls me, and though the room is not that big it feel like a long walk.. .December 8 - 6:00 PMIt started to snow.The first snow of the season and the wife and I took our cocktails and sat for hours by the window watching the huge soft flakes drift down from heaven.It looked like a Grandma Moses Print.So romantic we felt like newlyweds again.I love snow!December 9We woke to a beautiful blanket of crystal white snow covering every inch of the landscape.What a fantastic sight!Can there be a lovelier place in the whole world?Moving here was the best idea I've ever. Her watchers had all been warned to remain completely silent in order to hide their presence from the slave until the proper moment. It was a room designed specifically for her degradation, and the designer had been waiting patiently for the opportunity to use it."Cheryl, I want you to sit with your knees spread as far as you can, and masturbate for me," the voice spoke again. "Don't touch your clit; I want you to work your fingers in and out of your cunt, but nothing more."Cheryl's hesitation. Now I always duck, and I don’t hesitate.”Tony nodded in understanding, prepared to believe what he was being told. He had shared a similar experience, “When I completed high school, I didn’t have a clue what I wanted to do. So, I did a stint in the Army in New Zealand.”“We did a couple of deployments. We had a sergeant in our platoon. I had been told to obey him without question if I want to get home in one piece. He had that sixth sense for danger too. I learnt to duck when he told us.”“Yep,.