I shook his hand and made my way out of the office walking by the receptionists desk and headed for the door."Mr Mercer" it was the voice of the recep...ionist. Had i left something behind i wondered.The recptionist was walking towards me, and what a figure, she was a classic hourglass for the first time i was able to see all of her and drank in the vision of loveliness."I couldn't help but overhear" she said almost apologetically "I wonder if you would like to join me for a drink later, maybe? ". The muscles felt nice when my finger tips traced over them. I pulled away and took off my shirt. He smiled when he saw my feminine chest. He leaned me back to the bed and kissed down my neck. His lips barely brushed my fake bra, and tickled my stomach. I erupted in giggles and he laughed along with me.I grew quite and my breathing got quick as his hands felt my legs encased in tights. He spread them apart slowly and moved ever closer to my groin. He pulled down the tights, my underwear and. I'd had a Master again, just for that short time, while he beat me and then immediately after, when Mr. Davis had fucked me. I'd been a slave again. I had to examine myself and my feelings carefully, and honestly too. I was having a moment of clarity, I thought, and it frightened me, but I was thinking it through. I liked what Mr. Davis had done. As much as I liked the way Mr. Reiser spoiled me, I liked the way my old math teacher had punished me. It was what I'd deserved and needed and he'd. After the show I I embraced my wife and reassured her about how good she was, and how good the play was, as we talked she introduced me to Jason, her opposite number who was quiet and polite and we exchanged polite conversation and soon left.As soon as Tracey and I got in the car my emotions came tumbling out and I probably made a fool of myself. Tracey got so annoyed with me, and we had a terrible row all the way and continued into the house, it ended with her putting herself in the spare.