Janet sorry too, you know. She not going to tell you that, but she not want Mrs. Graves to think she make you run away,? said Maria.I was starting to...see a whole new set of interactions; where everyone fit in. Why was Mrs. Graves so worried that I?d run away? Could I run away? I mean, why not? Slavery was illegal. If a person called the cops and said, ?Gee, my slave has run away, can you call out the bloodhounds and catch him,? what would the cops say? They?d say, ?Listen lady. Slavery. To further stress the point, she said that the voice on the phone sounded like one of my phony voices. From the start of the call she said that the guy had seemed honestly interested in her, what she was doing and what plans she had for the day, etc. This is typically what we talk about on our mid-morning calls. So she was pretty sure it really was me on the phone.From what she said I got the impression that they had only spoken for a minute or two. With no details from that first call, she. Then, gently, he moved the conversation to what she was looking for as a slave, her desires and limits and goals. He took careful notes and, at one point, went over a long form of fetishes with her, asking her how she felt about each one in turn. It turned out that, for most of them, she really didn't need to say anything though, as if he could tell from her face when he said the words how she felt. When she noticed the clock next, it had been over two hours since her blindfold had been. . now I can control myself to say something “ohhhh danny....ohhhh....mmmmmm....yea..fuck me...fuck your little slut!!!" I moaned....I couldn't believe what I was saying...but it just felt to damn good to stop... “danny!!!!! Fuck danny!!!!!" I moan even louder when he goes faster.“yea that's right slut...say my name...ohhh your ass is tighter than your pussy" he says to my panting....he slips his finger in my pussy going in and out....I go crazy now....he's so good at this.I scream that I'm.