I belong to the master”“I still am not convinced. Tom, here is your sheet. Show me that you can at least follow orders.”Tom reads his sheet and ...ays “I will not say this.”“Ok, I guess you both need a little enticement.”I open up my cart and pulled out a number of instruments and some cables. I connected the cables to the back of a small box which was connected to a computer. Both the computer and the box were plugged in. On the ends of the cables were connected several objects. One cable set. She was very friendly and kind. I would put here age some were around mid to late 30's, shorter with straight dark brown hair pulled back. I would say attractive in a nice normal way. She asked me to lay back and try to relax. She lifted my gown up till I was completely exposed. She moved a tray close to my open legs and sat on a stool between them. She warned me that I would feel something cold as she cleaned the area she needed to get to. I flinched as she started and she again reassured me. (She was just there to be sung to)EMILEOne dream in my heart,One love to be living for,One love to be living for,This nearly was mine.One girl for my dream,One partner in paradise,This promise of paradiseThis nearly was mine.Close to my heart she cameOnly to fly away,Only to fly as dayflies from moonlightNow I’m alone,Still dreaming of paradise,Still saying that paradiseOnce nearly was mine.With the build of the music, it also ended in a kiss between the husband and wife. I was getting remarks. Boys my own age had no self-control. Sex with them was always wham, bamm, thank you ma'am. Some of them shot off before they even got inside me. I suppose that's the bane of youth which wouldn't have been so bad if they licked my throbbing love button until I found release or if they had even just fingered me until I climaxed but they never did. She got what they wanted and then fell asleep, leaving me to get myself off. I was ready to give up on ever having a satisfying orgasm during sex when.