When it was time, I made my way to the room, going over the concepts of my presentation in my mind.Once we speakers arrived, introductions were made. ...hen I was introduced to the woman who would introduce us during the session, my heart skipped a beat. She was gorgeous!My presentation didn't go so well. There were audio-visual difficulties that made it harder for me to be myself and just chat, which is how I tend to present best. I felt like I must have looked a fool. To my surprised, the. "Just some toys, you will see later," she replied.A few minutes later, I heard some noise coming from down stairs somefurniture skidding across the floor. While I was curious, I was not aboutto poke my head down there. The "Twins" were in the kitchen drinkingcoffee after a late morning arising! House Keeper, Helga was justfinishing cleaning the bed rooms, and making the beds, then carrying downthe used sheets and pillow cases. Ann came up from the basement, and toldus all, have a light lunch,. I slipped my wrists through the slipknots at the ends of the bamboo and pulled them tight and then I came long and hard.I was helpless now until Master Bill came. The video camera lay at my feet along with the digital. I was in a public place where anyone could see me, with an invitation to use me written in broad black letters on my chest. I couldn't hear. I couldn't see. I could barely breathe. My legs were immobilized. The only problem was that my wrists could still move slightly, but not. "Please, master" she pleaded. "No more tickling. I can't take anymore tonight? please, master? please?"I ignored her pleas and dug into my bag to pull forth a new bean bag gag. She had told me how comfortable the one was that my father and Mr. Thatcher had used on her so I had made sure to pick up a couple. Her lips opened as I pressed the gag against them and in seconds those luscious lips were spread widely about the black leather bag. Smiling I watched her body tense as tight as a bowstring.