Merc owners.... So we got out of the car. I was hobbled by my clothes being round my ankles and he came round to me and leaned me against the front wi...g. He was standing in front of me. Probably 6 inches taller, so he seemed to loom over me as he took my cock back in his hand and started stroking again. Then he said he was going to masturbate while he stroked me if that was OK and I said "sure". So he undid his fly with his other hand and took out his cock and started stroking. It was quite. .." He sat down next to me. He was dressed as if he was in a Ralph Lauren ad (khaki pants, button-down shirt, vest, tie, and black shoes). He had a face like Prince William and a perfect smile like Jude Law.He said to me "Hello miss. My name is Brandon." as he held out his hand. I held out my hand and introduced myself "Nice to meet you. I'm Clara."." Clara. What a beautiful name" Brandon replied as he kissed my hand. Not only is Brandon handsome, he's also very charming like those men you read. Mistress then came close to the wide window and spoke."Ok, slutty, now I'm going to go shopping. You will stay here and your pee is forbidden until I come back home."Without letting me answer or reply, she turned around and disappeared from the room. February - ExposedThe trip to Venice was something I didn’t realize Mistress was planning to do. I was happy when I was made aware of it, but I never thought it would become a humiliating experience and a test of my submission. One day, Mistress. Finally she shrugged a little,‘Not really, Sir, no.’Once more Pete mentally berated himself. What a stupid thing to ask her! Of course she didn’t trust him, not to the extent he’d been implying: she hardly knew him, after all. Thinking about it, Pete was actually kind of relieved at her answer – at least it meant she wasn’t some drone who just did whatever she was told, heedless of the consequences; and if she were fully aware of the choices she was making then Pete didn’t have to worry that he.