She held an excruciating pause, looking me over, pink head to pink toes,than threw her arms towards me, chirping "welcome home, honey!" as shedid ever... time I came back from my "business trips". Shocked andbewildered, I stepped through the doors right into her opened arms. Shehuged and kissed me passionately on my gagged mouth, running her handsall over my feminized body, exploring, spinning me around, giggling.Noticing the keys dangling from the collar ring, she quickly undid thekarabiner:-. It’s probably more afraid of you than you are of it.’ I stared into the shadows as a blast of freezing October air whistled around the corner and reminded me that I should really be at home, indoors, snug and warm in my flat. Just as I dismissed the oddity, it was bound to be a rat or something, it moved. That was the moment my world shifted. For me, nothing would ever be normal again. I lost my job, my home, and very nearly, my sanity — and I’m not too sure about that last bit. With me. ? We wander through the garden where another Mistress is walking a slave on a leash very similar to my own. She and Anastasia stop and chat idly for a moment or two and then we’re off again. We head back into the house through a side door and climb down a series of wooden and sometimes rickety steps. ?We’re going down to the dungeon now,? she guides me; ?you’ll get to see other pain slaves and their mistresses. Oh that’s another thing. Remember slaves belong to the house, so. Shelly had played a great game and had brought her team to victory by scoring three goals herself, and while she has always been a force to be reckoned with on the field, today she demonstrated a new level of energy as she ran and kicked her way from one net to the other."That was an awesome game, Shelly." Thanks Josh, but, Ohio State was easy. We play South Portland next Friday. That'll be a tough one I think." You'll take them I'm sure." I hope so, but is there something you wanted to talk to.