Without another word he locked a collar around my neck and popped a ring gag in my mouth. The rest of the night was a blur, walking me around on a lea...h, touching me and stimulating me. The next morning I woke with a terrible headache and realized I could not move. I was still locked in the costume, but now I was blindfolded and I was best over something that was keeping my rear up my knees and elbow puppy feet were touching the floor but I could hear small chains on all four holding me on. I want it to be something we do together. Something we explore together. I am monumentally sorry that we didn't find this together. I will carry the shame of that till I die. But it's there and ... well, you deserve better. You deserve to be the recipient of this. And well..."She drifted off. I went over and picked up a glass and filled it with water at the tap, taking big gulps. Drinking early in the day dehydrates you drastically. Plus it gave me something to do while I tried to digest this.. Walk quietly, young neophytes, for the Master is near, and he is not happy.. I was afraid to look up. Twenty lashes plus the one hard caning was more than enough for my tender young bum. To risk another interfering with Master’s discipline? Not a wise move on this young girl’s part. So I remained anxiously, nervously yet quietly in the corner of my room. Finally, flexing his arm, muscles corded he drew back. Instinctively I arose as if to protect her. Arm freezing in mid-air his head. She was genuine and intriguing and relatable—and beautiful enough to write songs about.But I dreaded to think that I might be turning down an opportunity for some hot, sweaty holiday sex with Tracy."I don't know," I said at last. "But it doesn't matter. I doubt either of those girls would appreciate it if we told them we wanted to switch dates at the last second."RIATracy looked fit to burst. After all our years of friendship, I'd learned how to spot the signs when she got too horny for her own.