I flinched when she squeezed my ass. My heart pounding like a drum, I decided now was the time. I kept my eyes on the same screen Mari was staring at...as I moved my left hand inside the top of her pajamas. She sighed when my fingers slid over her right breast. She was not wearing a bra and my fingertips found her nipple. I tugged on it gently.Her hand slid the elastic of my pajamas down my ass. My cock bounded out from them and she stared at it a moment then looked up at my face and. Compared to my 6'2" broad shoulders and overly imposing stature, he is tiny. You are still shellshocked as to my arrogance, and the fact that I just met you and told you you would call me Master is almost laughable to you, but you can't control it. Your inner thighs have your pussy juices dripping down them and you can't stop squirming in your seat wishing I would reach out and touch you. Almost too naturally, you can't look me in the eye, and you respond to me, "Yes, Master." Things move. .. two... three.The band shimmered white, then flashed green.Once. Twice. Then again. Three times.Iza let the breath out of her lungs in relief and, with great effort, lowered herself carefully back down. Thankfully she was used to doing thirty of those every morning.As the florescent light evaporated and the band returned to its inert, dull grey she caught in its lights wake the circle of fresh cuts and scratches in her arm around its ridge. She grinned. The one thing these freaks couldn't. You might have read about it. It made all the papers, some Government Minister had to resign over the affair. I escorted June to Angela’s funereal and there weren’t very many people there. After the service we walked around the gardens for a while and visited the commemorative tree we had planted for my father. I’m sorry to say that I felt a morbid sense of satisfaction when I saw the hint of smoke, rise from the crematorium’s chimney. The witch has finally gone! The End Authors notes The.