Wordlessly, I follow my master down the hallway, down some steps, and into his Secret basement/chamber. Before I belonged to master, he used this roo... as a torture chamber. It still has the same equipment in it, the knives, probes, a chainsaw-looking contraption, and a few other torure devices and machines I dont recognize at all… which both fascinates and terrifies me. Get on the table, He orders, motioning to a kind of black, metal examining table with restraints. I quickly climb up on the. You open the door. We stand there, just looking at each other, for a few seconds. “Hello, Howard.” You’re wearing a robe, but I can see a hint of something beneath it – something interesting. It jingles.“Hello, Shirley. You’re even more beautiful than I expected.”You blush. “Come in,” you say, your voice quivering just a trifle. You’re barefoot, and I see that you’ve removed the polish from your toes – for me, I know. For me. My cock jumps up like it’s on springs.I come into the room, and you. ‘Deal.’ Cracking a grin, she walks over to me and gives me a big bear hug, kissing me on the forehead. She had always treated me like a daughter, but I had no issue with it. . ‘You wanna talk about it?’ I shook my head at the question. ‘Maybe after a shower and some coffee’ she smiled down at me, ‘Go get in the shower and I’ll do you one better, get you some food with that coffee.’ I nodded once and walked off into the spare room, heading straight for the shower. I walked into the shower and. Alethea wasdevastated, and sought Henry's shoulders for consolation but foundlimpness instead. He cried but could not provide the strength sheneeded to support her grief. In fact, he seemed distracted, even whenserving as one of Sofia's pall bearers. Later, in the bedroom, she lostit. Something happen that made her snap, something that would have beenno big deal under normal circumstances, but right now, she needed Henry.A husband should be there for his wife when she loses the woman who.