The hand of her secret lover took firm hold around the back of her neck, and forced Roxanne to turn around, and drop to her hands and knees.More than ...nything, she wanted to hear the voice of the writer. She wanted to be verbally abused, to be told how much she deserved to be on her knees. The words of the letter had been so fitting. Now the writer said nothing, but the grip around her neck directed her to crawl forward.Something cold touched her chin. At first, Roxanne was puzzled, then she. "Stand up please? Turn around? Yes, I think that's fine. Keep it on all day, then remove it in the reverse of the order I've just shown you, so that it's a tight black ring again for you to fit yourself in the morning. And don't wear it overnight."She was kneeling on the floor looking up at me. I faced her fairly and squarely, wanting to let her see my arousal. "You okay for time?" she asked casually as she got up, checking her watch."Sure. What about you?" My next appointment isn't for another. He’ll take a much firmer hand to break. But the rewards would be spectacular.”“You mean like the rules that requires you to ask for permission for entering a training room?” said Mistress Anterous.“I beg forgiveness for my action. I was overly curious about Hanna training a sub of her own.”“Master Crassus,” I said, “the legate who defeated Spartacus. Do you prefer snails or oysters?”Master Crassus stared at me, trying to intimidate. Or was he intimidated?“Like Mistress Kiritsu and Huzai, my. ” he teased. “Now lets get you into this thing.” He took me by the shoulders and spun me around so I had my back to him and was facing all the other boys. It was right about then that I realized that Travis and I were a little ways away from the others, though for the life of me I couldn’t figure out why or when that had happened. “Wow, um, don’t freak out or anything, but I need to get this harness fastened and sized right on you. You ok with that?” He asked me this as he reached around me to.