Your voice is low and flirtatious, and despite feeling tired from my earlier orgasm, I feel myself getting horny all over again. “I would ...ost definitely let You, Master,” I reply, running my hand up Your back. Then I ask shyly, “May I give You a massage, please Master?” “This is new,” You comment, shifting further on to the bed. “Yes, My slave, you certainly may. Where do you want Me?” You ask. “In the middle of the bed will be just fine Master,” I say,. Her hair had curls that fell across her shoulders and chest. We had dinner and enjoyed each others company and decided to take a walk by the river as a lot of other couples were doing. The lights were shining on the water and it was romantic. We found a bench and sat down and i put my arm around her resting on the top of the back of the bench. She told me she was enjoying our time together and hoped i was too. I told her i was and she was so easy to be with and i really like our becoming. I needed to be her pleasure toy. Iwanted her to orgasm from her power over me.I heard her voice in my ear. "Go deeper Bren. Give yourself to me. Youdon't want this clitty toy anyway. Beg me to lock you away my darlingsissy. You won't even need a girdle to look smooth in the cage. I knowyou will love it."She moved the cloth and added 20 more whacks of the crop on my clitty. Ihad tears on my cheeks but she decided they were tears of joy."Is there something you want to ask me Bren?"I nodded my. My hand gravitated towards my cock, unzipped softly and grabbed it. There was so much precum leaking that I spread it all over my aching knob and started to stroke. I really needed to lose this load that Stacey was seeming to will out of me. I had convinced myself that she could actually smell my pre-cum, just as I could smell her slight arousal from between the small crack in the door. At one stage she glanced in my direction and a look of terror came across her face. I started to put my cock.