I opened the door when all of a sudden my jaw dropped to the floor! "Hello" she said, "I was on my way to a photo shoot when my tire on my car explode... and my cell phone died! Can you help me?" I responded, "Sure, you can use my phone! Wait a minute, you look familiar!" I let her in to my place, she picked up the phone, called who she wanted to call for help, then her face became sad as she hung up the phone, I asked her if everything was ok, she shook her head no. She said, "they said that the. "Oh shit. Just close the door." She sighed. I ran for her bedroom door, still nude, and closed it. And locked it. "Come here. Sit on my bed." She said, the blankets still covering her. I walked over to her slowly. "Jesus Christ, your cock is so hard." I didn't reply. But i did sit down on the edge of her bed. "Ok listen," She said, "We do not want anybody to find out about this. We don't want to tell any of our parent that we were masturbating." The whole. The air conditioned air was crisp against my skin and my whole body felt fuzzy, as if I was moving in all directions at once. I love punishing my slaves.Unhooking her hands was the work of an instant, dragging her out of the cage by the hair another. Stumbling and crying she tried to keep up with me as I walked her across the bedroom and into the bathroom. When the light came on I could see that she was trying to stiffle her sobs, but couldn't quite succeed."What did I tell you to do, slave?". "Good morning, Bob. I trust you slept well?" Good morning, Simon. I slept like a rock, thank you. What about you?Do you actually sleep in there?"Indeed, but it is more of a resting meditation than sleep." Do you have to return to the ring when you're not... um... servingme?" Bob was clearly not comfortable with the idea of servitude.Simon smiled at his master's discomfiture. "As a matter of fact, no. Ican remain outside the ring for as long as necessary to please you.Periodically, I need to.