"Right slave?" I answer "yes mistress" you reply " yes what?" "yes mistress I don't have a dick I have a clitty" "good slave" You may lower your arms ...lave" "thank you mistress" I lower my arms not realizing till now how sore they were. "Take my hand slave" I reach out my hand and feel you grab a hold of it "follow me" I feel you pulling as you walk. I blindly follow still unable to see anything. I feel the floor on my bare feet as it changes from carpet to hard wood. As we turn I feel a wall. After a minute or two when heshook off the shock, he hurried back through the store, seeing hismother waiting with his stuff and at least he had something to show forthe bizarre events that had already taken place."What took you so long?" asked his mother, standing and waiting near thedoor."I don't know?" said Ryan, shrugging his shoulders. "This shit isexhausting." What's exhausting?" asked his mother, handing him two shopping bags."Peeing or how about me having to hold this heavy game while. At the end, there was a room that she could only see part of, but assumed it was a family room or den. He took her by the hand and walked her through the living room saying, “This room is only used when I have a party, but it will hold quite a few people.” “It is very lovely,” Mei Ling told him, a little surprised at the mixture of textures, color and fabrics. “Did you select the furnishings?” Josh stopped and looked at her. “I am a guy,” he said. “As far as I’m concerned there are four colors;. She has a hall with a nice high ceiling with suitable beams, it’s all set up for the floor below to receive the gratefully given semen of submissives.” Creed gasped, looking at Julia with almost pleading eyes, bringing a contemptuous sneer from the woman at his obvious and pathetically submissive desire to be tested on the rope. Julia’s sneer was mutual, her sadism perked at his eagerness to dice with death, suspended in humiliation by women.“Why not Hortense, it may be that he’ll be brought.