” Replied Cindy.“Now go help Beth make lunch!” I instructed her.After about an hour Chad and Tricia returned with 4 bags, I told Chad to put the...bags in our second guest bedroom and then come have lunch.We sat down to a lunch of BLT’s and tater tots, Tricia was visibly anxious to show off her purchases. She rushed through lunch and said. “Come slave, it’s time for you to change!”She went to the second guest bedroom with Chad following her like a puppy.10 minutes later she came back out with. Suddenely, I was scared. She was going to freak. I knew it.I handed her the box and watched carefully as she opened it, ready with an excuse or an explination as soon as she saw it and went ballistic.Amazingly enough, that didn't happen. She read the card and smiled at me. (I'm sure that I'd have to explain it to her later...she was never a Shakespeare fan...) Then she folded back the tissue paper and saw what it was. Squealing, she lifted it by the straps and held it in front of her."It's. I'm solely focusing on you right now. Now shut up and kiss me back."She did, and I kissed her simply to keep her from feeling the need to reassure me of anything. We just made out, as I rubbed her arms and her sides, keeping everything light. After a bit I leaned down and nibbled on her nipples which produced a quick shiver in her, causing her skin to prickle. I grinned up at her, watching as I played with her nipple with my tongue. She couldn't really see me as I did this, but she recognized. - Master, why don’t you slap me sometimes? – asked Thia once in the middle of cleaning my room while I was working on some project drawings.- Excuse me?- Well…. I know that you love rough sex……and I know that you have some rough games with some girls….Sora told me…… Why don’t you slap me?I smiled, and looked at her. - You really love pain, do you?She shrugged:- I do Master……and humiliation……It all started when I was little girl…… At first I wasn’t surre, but now I am.I was very interested in.