He kept his hands in view. Inside he was seething that this should be happening to him. The irony of it did not amuse him in the least. He must try to...play for a chance, stall until fate offered him some glimmer of a means to rid himself of this arrogant upstart. He looked at the eyes again. He would guess the slim figure might be ten years younger than himself. Twenty maybe? Twenty-two? Twenty-four at the most! He ventured a few words. ‘I know your business Sir, that is clear enough from your. .. when I am satisfied that you have done a good enough job, I use the sole of my thigh high boots against your chest to push you back and command you to get on your feet. Adding the leash to your collar I lead you down the stairs in to the living room where you are then sent to fetch my cigarette pack and lighter out of my purse, but since your hands are still bound behind your back you need to use your teeth to grab and carry them over to me. You lay them in my lap, I uncuff your hands as a. I decided to walk arounda bit and wait for Master Brian in the shadows. About ten minutes latera car pulled into the park and a guy got out and started to walk around.As he got near I called out, "Master Brian?" in my best female voice.He replied, "I was not sure if you were for real or not." Very real, Master Brian," I replied as I stepped out of the shadows sohe could see me for the first time. As he stood there looking at me Iwas afraid that he would not want me.Telling me to stay where I. I didn't want that asshole Justin to see me. He wouldn't expect me to be there. I knew that. But I didn't want to take any chances. I had my tickets.Off in the distance, I could hear a lonesome wail from the train's whistle. I grabbed my backpack in the hopes that this was the train I'd been waiting for. I heard the bell start to ring. I knew the train would be stopping here. I ran out and up to the platform. I was getting wet. I should have waited a little longer.The train pulled up to the.