"Let's watch it together, shall we?" I asked. I stood directly behind her, my hands on the bars of her wheelchair."Um, okay," she replied, "if you wa...t to."As the women in the clip moved into more intimate sex I placed my hands on Gaby's shoulders and began massaging gently. I could see her smile through the reflection on her monitor screen. I imagine that she could see me smiling as well. As I felt her shoulders relaxing, I began to slide my fingers lightly up her neck; one hand softly. A short time later, they joined the men in the video control room to review the tape of their session. The only flaw was the position of one of the cameras and that was easily corrected. The next test was to be conducted in the dungeon, with Dave and Diane volunteering for the test. When the test was complete, the only comment was the addition of masks for the participants. Diane indicated that she kept her eyes closed and that had helped greatly in the fantasy. Ashleigh and Tom’s session in. Repeating Master’s instructions to her we began to get our chores done.I work better with music, meaning my Walkman over my ears jamming to some 50cent, Tupac and other tunes from a local hip-hop radio station. I cranked my music high to really feel it. Two hours flew pass when I saw Ceres jump. Removing my headphones I crossed over to her and heard what freaked her out. Mistress Julia, screaming like a banshee at the top of her lungs. Obviously Master wasn’t using a gag ball so this could. We had been friends since we were thirteen and did everything together. Now though at an age of 18 other thing's had slowly crept into my mind as to what I'd like to do with her.Tracey was tall and slim. Not too slim that she would win a 'Miss Stick' competition but thin enough so that she didn't look too unhealthy. Her dark brown eyes and light red hair seemed to intoxicate me whenever I became too drawn into her. Her breats were beautiful. Rich and full, at a size I would have guessed at.