Minutes later she came into the garden and started chatting to me and said she was letting her hair down as it was her first outing for months. I aske... her what she liked to do when she let her hair down and she said she liked to have a good time and then make love. I said she would have to wait until she got home as I had seen her husband leave.She smiled and said - maybe not as I am talking to you and you are a good looking guy. I told her my car was parked around the back and did she fancy. She agreed and as she started to stand up,I placed my hand on her shoulder stopping her from standing.Jennifer lowered her eyes asking "What does Sir wishfor breakfast?" I told her she could prepare whatevershe could find in kitchen. I knew what she liked so had I stockedit to her advantage. She tried to stand again and once again,I stopped her. "You will not go near a window or thedoor... if you do you will pay for it". She said sheunderstood and tried to stand again. For the final timeI. The only light that was offered was the occasional lightening flash. I went back to kissing him and he suddenly picked me up by my thighs and I grabbed onto his vest for my dear life thinking I was going to fall and bust my head on the concrete at any second. He spun us over and next thing i knew i was on my back and he was between my legs. It had never crossed my mind that he wouldn't have wanted to wait to get home. I was always the one coming up with the crazy ideas to do it no matter where. When I woke up, I knew two things. The first was that Master was not in the bed and the second was that I was tied to it. It felt like I had only been asleep for a few minutes, but I quickly realized that it had been much longer. I was tied, spread-eagled to the bed. Master’s voice came from the doorway. “You look really pretty like that, slave,” he said. “Thank you, Master,” I said. He had the flogger in this hand and he was drawing it through his fingers. He came over to the bed and traced it.