After trading fetishes and desires, they came up with a lifestyle that while isn’t a total master/slave relationship, was good enough for both of th...m. It allowed freedom where it was really needed, left room for love and more interestingly plenty of ways to [ahem] play. She even got her sister Leslie interested and looking for a good man to master her.[The message is from the Master. Playing now.]Hi there Hon! By now you’re awake and wondering what you’re in for. Well, I think you’re in for. Swaying to the music with head bowed, she raised her arms behind her back and, agonisingly slowly, dragged the zipper of her corset top down, millimetres at a time. The cheering and applause increased with every little tug, until the zip was fully down. Stretching the moment of disrobing out, she swung the chair out from between her legs, and again walked around it a couple of times, praying frantically that her top would not slide down before she was ready. Sitting backwards astride the chair,. I mean, I’m not ready to have you whip it out and make me suck it, but it’s kind of cool to be just innocently sitting here studying and feel something grow under me. I have all kinds of crazy dreams at night after I’ve been with you. I imagine that we’re just sitting like this—only maybe we don’t have clothes on—and I feel this thing growing under me. Then I feel it at the entrance of my tummy tunnel and it just grows up into it. I know that’s not how it works, but it always makes me climax.”. I feel her eyes upon me, and I feel a thrill as I wonder if her cherry red lips are curved upwards in a smile or turned down in a frown. I resist the urge look up, knowing that she will make me regret it if I do. “Answer the question, Ruby.” This time, there is steel in her voice and I find myself breathing heavily, my pulse racing, my heart pumping a heady mixture of euphoria and fear through my veins. “Last night…” I close my eyes and take a deep, deep breath, trying to concentrate, ignoring.