I just set his plate down when he comes out of the study with several clamps in hand. I’m no stranger to them. We have used them many a time in my t...aining and punishment. But this is the first time since my new belly ring was put in. I take my position feet shoulder width apart, arms behind my back holding each elbow so my tits are thrust forward. He smiles at how well I have remembered my training. He motions me to lay on the table. I do so trusting my Master completely. He binds me spread. “So how did you become the great match-maker?” asked Tyler, the bride’s college-grad cousin, as she danced with him after the meal. He was slender and well-presented, two years her senior and obviously hot for her. A cooling sea breeze wafted across the dance floor and the sun setting the horizon ablaze, but even as this young fair-haired suitor pressed himself gently to the skirts of her dress, arms linked around her waist, she could not summon up much sense of romance. Maybe the proximity of. Brandi sat on the other side of the bar. Jamal said, ‘Brandi do you have any wine I needed something to relax me. If you do, get some for yourself. Make sure you get the kind you enjoy the most. Please turn on some slow background music also. ‘But Dr. mooorr—– I mean Jamal I thought you told me to stay away from alcohol, are you sure?’ Yes Brandi, ‘I want to see how you react. Remember I am here to protect you and teach you right from wrong.’ Brandi got up and went to the wine cabinet. She got. It's fine." I replied and I soon enough finished the sandwhich, reaching for the glass and drinked the rest of my milk and went to stand up. But a hand set onto my shoulder and Carrie's long manicured nails could just be seen from the corner of my eye. She went to reach for my plate and picked both of the things up, setting it onto the silver tray on her right palm. "No need to worry Master Troy, I'll get everything." She whispered and took the things to the dish washer. I nodded and stood up,.