I hear you open a door and you make me move forwards by slapping my arse. I move slowly into the room and hear you close the door behind you, still ho...ding my arms behind me you move me further into the room. You walk me forward until I can feel a bed next to my legs. Letting go of my arms you push my forward so I'm laid face down on the bed. I try to sit up but you tell me to stay where I am. I do as you say and feel your hand stroke across my arse. As my arse lifts to meet your hand you move. I'll go find you a robe."A few minutes later he was in the shower. It felt good to clean off all the dust and dirt that had settled on him from the clouds after the towers went down; he hadn't realized how dirty he was. It felt strange to be able to stick his head under the shower head without having to bend down -- clearly, it had been modified for Shae's height.A lot had obviously happened to her since he'd last seen her at the open house her family threw for her and Denis Riley right after. Lucy followed me into the kitchen asking if I needed a hand. Oh boy!! I said everything was ok but she could open a bottle of wine if she wanted to!She did and poured herself and me a glass! Tea was done so we sat at the dining table. Lucy then opened up why she didn't want to stay at her flat! Boy trouble! Her flatmates didn't like her new man and this lead to a fight and them splitting up.She told me that she hadn't had many boyfriends in her time and only 2 were physical! I was all. I know this was a brand new century, women had gained the right to vote, work outside the home, even earn more money than a man if they so chose. They could even run for political office! But that was them. I entered into the service as a submissive, with different goals and expectations. My duties were to make sure that my master’s wants and needs came first; if he chose to grant me small favors and gifts as I earned them then I should feel gratified that I was worthy of them. .