I wanted to take a chance with him. I wanted him to touch me all over. I wanted to touch him all over.One evening about a month after our first encoun...er I was returning home from a dance class a few streets away from where I lived. It had just gotten dark and I was walking briskly to get home; mugging was quickly becoming a nuisance in our neighborhood. Just as I was about to reach my corner I heard the sound of and approaching bicycle and the screeching sound of tyres brought to a sudden halt. That had to be Jack. It made sense he would bring his brother to the soiree. Hugh was not inured to taking orders from a noble lady. On the other hand, it was likely his older brother could ensure obedience, should he balk at something. Of course at a certain point, all resistance would vanish. I knew that well.I hied to my hiding spot and removed the false eye from the painting. I was somewhat surprised to see the mistress and her maids were still fully dressed in day wear. The girls were. "I don't like having to leave Chef Paul so often. And I know he doesn't like it either. Wouldn't it make sense for me to change my workdays?"She then whispered, "But if you don't want to, we can keep doing it this way, Master."I hugged my slave. "Pyx, that's a wonderful idea. I'll talk to Paul about shifting you to Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays."She smiled shyly. "Thank you, Master."Once we got on the elevator, alone, I told her what I had in planned for Theresa, that day, and what she could. Before he could, I had already grabbed them and yanked them off. He grabbed me and pinned me down on his bed slowly taking off all my clothes or what was left at least. He then pushed my arm above my head hand cuffing it to the bed post and the other as well. “I want you to be my slave.” he said as he grabbed my ankle. He reached down the bed post and grabbed some rope. He then proceeded to tie my leg to the post and the other. My legs were spread as far as they could go. “Are you okay with.