" I like the way you touch me. Rub harder."When I was satisfied that her hair was dry, I put both hands on her shoulders and kneaded the muscles. She ...eaned back against my chest, so far that I had to keep pushing her forward. "That feels so nice. You have strong hands," she said when I moved my hands down to her shoulder blades.I moved my hands down to the small of her back, pressing hard, making her bend forward. I was tempted to pull the T-shirt up so I could feel her bare skin, but quickly. ”Really? For the first time I began to hope, just a little. “Master, I need to be ordered. To serve. Sometimes I need to be spanked.”“Very well. Here is an order. Look at me. Call me David. Look in my eyes, and tell me what you don’t like.”“M ... David, I don’t like being whipped. I don’t like being pissed on, or used as a toilet. I don’t mind being tied up and fucked, but I don’t like being hurt with needles and cattle prods while I’m tied.”“Very well. Are you hungry? Thirsty?”“Yes,. We undressed the old man and when he was naked I say jokingly- one day it will be necessary that you make me the same one.She blushes and says, you have to ask that of your wife.Sud the effect of the water a little cold used for his toilet the old cast a jet of urine that came right on me.Martine burst out laughing, you can not stay like that with the d**gs you take it will stink, remove all that.But Martine, turn then.Say in my job I've already seen a lot.I pulled off my shirt and pantalo and. He didn’t answer. He did look up and saw me watching him in the mirror. I saw his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed his words. I stood to my full height so that I no longer had to look at him in the mirror. I heard the mattress groan and the floorboards squeak. I knew he had risen as well. The air stirred beside me. ‘We don’t have to talk about this now,’ he said. I still faced my vanity. ‘You brought it up. Is she young?’ The floorboard squeaked again in my husband’s retreat. I did.