She asked if I drowned, but she also acted like she was mad at me or really worried about something. I could tell she was really upset, why, what had ... done? Ry ask if we could go get a drink and talk, I thought that might be a good idea, I was still not sure why she was so upset.We went to the Pub, and we both ordered Captain and Coke, and the waitress brought them to us. Ry looked at me and said "Is Tadd blackmailing you?"I said "What".She went on to ask, why he wanted to control me.I was. Once I got my hand on his cock, I began to stroke slowly and methodically. The soft and sensitive skin with underlying veins and muscle made my own juices start to drip from my own little cock. I started breathing heavier and I knelt down to stare down the shaft of this beautiful specimen of a man appendage. I looked up at him as he closed his eyes. "Daddy, can I touch it with my face?" I asked."Oh yes." came my welcomed answer. I rubbed his cock on my cheek and around my face like a street. She would have blushed at calling him master, if she hadn't been so winded. He did not seem to react, and she kept bending and stretching for a whole minute longer, before she heard him bark "stop".She was gasping for breath now, and she was starting to feel ridiculous for simply complying with his every command. He had not threatened her with anything specific, and She was no longer tied up. She knew she would not make it to the door, if he decided to take after her, but she felt slightly. There was a crystal glow in her eyes, and reflected firelight had nothingto do with it.I tell people Ginger's my favorite, and I mean it too, but that's justtalking about the human women. Whatever your tastes, whatever yourpreferences, there was only one gal here that could truly be called theloveliest.The appeal of the unattainable, the otherworldly. Where Ginger'd beenopen and accommodating, the Lady was like a mountain. Aloof andunforgiving, but her every peak and valley cried out to be.