He stared at me from head to feet and I did the same. He was a handsome man, athletic and muscled, an ebony giant really.We chatted for a while in a c...rner street and he convinced me to go with him to his place. Things could improve a little bit, I thought…As soon as the door was closed he asked me to strip down naked. I took off my summer dress and put down my cotton thong, standing only in my high heeled sandals. Then the black guy asked me to give a little turn so he could see the whole. If I was unfortunate enough to find her in the front yard – I’d have to crawl behind the hedges to keep out of sight – I would squat behind the bushes and call to her as quietly as I could. After I got her attention, she would laugh and tell me to stand in front of her at attention – in the front yard – or sneak back into the back yard and cut a switch. I would have to wait outside in the nude nervously twirling the switch in my hands until Ms. Tomyka decided to come into the back yard and put. She tried on three different styles of work boots until she found a pair she felt comfortable in. Women have a difficult time buying men's shoes that feel good.Carrying all the bags through the mall made me feel that it was like Christmas time since I rarely ever spent longer than twenty minutes shopping anywhere. We stopped in front of Victoria Secrets. She smiled at me and said, "Now we're going to have fun."Inside she looked at bras first. Surprising to me but not to her, they didn't have. Her keening grew louder and louder . Her sobs could not be silenced. Yet , still she did not scream. When her Master looked at her and raised an eyebrow she looked back with defiance in her eyes. He could see that in spite of all he had done to her so far she was using this keening sound ( which he realized actually came through her nose) to keep from screaming. Her Master couldn't believe that she was actually getting angry and more stubbornly defiant! His slave was actually fighting.