The staff all agreed I was very lucky to have come out of a car crash such as mine and survived with such light injuries. The female nurses also seeme... to consider me as a very attractive patient. Which was in no small way due to the fact I made sure every one of the nurses who came to see to me, got turned on as soon as they walked into the room. It meant I got some very careful attention; extra fluffing of the pillows, resetting the bedclothes or closer assistance when being moved to the. He stopped to visit Sugar each week on Wednesday evening and Saturday morning. Wednesday was simply a social visit. Saturday mornings were spent doing maintenance on Sugar’s estate. She liked to call it an estate, in reality it was less than 1 acre. The lawn was cared for, if the outside weather allowed then painting or repairs were completed. If the weather was bad he worked inside, doing whatever needed to be done. Promptly at 11:30 Sugar would call out to him and the work stopped. At noon. .even with ball-gag and blindfold removed I still wore my leather hood, secured by the locked collar Mistress Alyson had placed around my neck (I understood and now welcomed the understanding of a Gimp-mask...I was Mistress Alyson’s and the men’s Gimp now), that matched the leather cuffs I still wore around my wrists and ankles, even though they had not been used yet, I was sure they would be. My French knickers halfway down my stocking clad and cum streaked legs from my ravaged arse, exposing. She's inching higher and higher and I'm pretty sure she's going to start massaging his crotch. I look away again. "Fuck," I think, "this is the sexiest thing I could possibly be seeing but I'm too exposed here to look without them seeing." I wonder what to do. I glance back up and notice that now they're both looking my way. Before I can look away again in fear of being caught, I see both of them smile. I smile back. Feeling a bit of relief at not seeming like a total pervert, I notice that as.