Please,” she asked with raised eyebrows. “Yes.” Was my monosyllabic reply. And with that her cab moved off, taking my Little Girl away from me ..... for now. Part 12 – The Girl The train. Slow. Always too hot or too cold. Outside the moors are their same sullen grey. Damp and grey. I'm going home. I'm glad I brought my pully and my top. I'm cold. Shivery. I'm sore. Sore as hell.Happy as hell. He said he'd message me.I love what we did. How he hurt me. How he left me hanging. Drooling. That. So it was about August in 2008. It was a Sunday, I was on call, which meant I couldn't drink as i had to wait for the phone to go. Shortly after midday the dreaded phone went, when I answered it I was informed i needed to travel all the way over to the Barnsley area as a mattress in one of the nursing homes wouldn't inflate and an engineer was needed.Getting into my van i drove over to the home and knocking at the door, was met by a gorgeous red headed girl. She had the largest chest on her for. " Blanche unlocked my cage in readiness for my trip and I was made to kneel in the window, naked but for collar and leash, to await our guests. I had already guessed who my mistress for the day would be, but was stunned by her appearance; my cock stiffening with Viagra charged eroticism as I saw her step from the arriving car.Myrna, the drab but stern woman who I'd randomly met in a shopping mall, now looked like a goddess. Dressed in a tight leather cat suit with boots and whip, the meek woman. Noah comes up to me and says how well the rehearsal went tonight and gives me a hug. He’s slow in pulling away, and looks into my face for a moment before kissing me gently.I start, not expecting the action, but sink into it when he kisses me again. We kiss a few times, and then he sinks to his knees, burying his face in the cloth covering my breasts. He crouches and pulls me onto his lap, and I can feel him hard beneath me. It is both incredibly arousing and frightening. I know what my body.