"What do you need?" you ask again. "You." I respond, breathy, obviously holding back tears. Pushing me for a better response, you ask me again, "What ...o you need?" Frustrated tears start, I look up at you "I need to be owned, to be a slave, for you to be my Master." "Good Girl" I hear. "That is all I wanted to hear." I knew what you wanted, but needed to hear it from you. You grab my chin and pull me up to stand and give me a hug. You then lead me into your house and instruct me to kneel again.. God I was so nervous and felt like i might get sick. I should cancel I thought but as I stood there in my black thigh highs, black panties and black bra the sissy part of me texted Mac back that i can't wait and that he could do anything he wanted to me smiley face. Well there it was i thought and Mac replied a few minutes later that he was out front. I started shaking and emailed him back that i would be out in five minutes. Oh my god was I going to do this? What would it feel like to have his. "The fire rose from its bed, followed my arm back and covered me in flames from head to toe before flashing out. Not a hair remained, not even on my head, in my ears or up my nose!I looked down at my fire lay. It was empty--as if I'd never made a fire there."You have been evaluated and found worthy, man. Slowly, over a month's time, you will be given knowledge as water poured from a thimble slowly fills a bucket. At the same time you will also gain the marks of a cunning man--a sorcerer. Touch. She too probably didn’t expect such obedience from me. Nevertheless, she didn’t say anything. Without waiting, I went back to my room. When I came downstairs after changing my clothes, Roly was already in the living room waiting for me. She was wearing an exquisite pink salwar kurta, which perfectly fitted to the beautiful curvaceous body. She looked gorgeous.We went out of house. I hired a rickshaw and gave the rickshaw puller the directions. “How come you agreed so easily today?” Roly asked.