"Culpable as ever." I really am serious darling. I don't know what's got into me. Ever since Morocco it's like I can hear every tick of my body clock....I need this so much it hurts, but..." I lifted an eyebrow questioningly as she paused."I can't do it without you, and I'm so frightened that you won't want to do it with me. You've never ever talked about wanting children, and you've got so much on, and..."She was getting wound up, over-talking herself in her effort to convince and reassure me. She has to learn that her life is not her own until she shows that she can manage it again. That includes her body, too."Now, some masters only want the control. They really care little for their slave. That's where you find the abuse and torture. I love Kim, and I want the best possible life for her. I want her to have as much control of her own life as she can handle. Maybe that will increase with loving mastering, but in any case, I can't let her just drift through life vulnerable to any. After setting his mug down, he pulled me against him and wrapped his arms around my waist. His mouth was warm as he nuzzled my neck. He nibbled gently as his lips trailed up my neck, over my jaw and to my ear. My breath hitched and I could feel my heart start to pound in my chest. A small moan escaped me as he nibbled gently on my earlobe."Thanks for breakfast, Kimber." His voice was just a little raspy as he whispered in my ear. "Those cookies taste almost as good as you do."He released me and. “Seamus, there’s a sort of pipe passing through the concrete.”“Very good. Do you know where it leads?”“No. I’m sorry, Seamus, I’m not very good at this.”“You’re doing brilliantly. You’re my star pupil,” I reassured her. “Can you influence the contents of the pipe?”Long moments later, “Yes! It’s a water pipe. I can make it squirt.”“Emily, I need to find out where the pipe is. That means I’ll have to leave you for a while. Can you keep on making it spurt.”“Please don’t leave me, Seamus.”“I have.