“I am free to make my own choices, when not explicitly instructed to provide a service our patron desires.” Lukas said enigmatically as he finishe... arranging the trays on the table and politely folded his hands.“So what does our patron desire?”“Absolute discretion.” Lukas said with an air of finality. Tegan felt deflated. Last night their encounter had seemed like such an impromptu incident, where she had felt like she had somehow won him over, and pleasured Lukas because he was an eager. I have also been submissive and my wife was the Domme one.But she found that she wasn’t able to punish me with a cane or anything which was quite painful. We had our own play space at home and used it extensively.My wife specialised more within the area of CBT As opposed to CP and other areas. And she had no qualms when it came to her punishing my Cock and Balls.So one of our really close friends who was also a Mistress and part time Pro-Domme had a massive disagreement with her partner which. "And my uniform and this blood and I still need to get to Dea..." I'm soagitated I'm sobbing."You don't," the man says.I want to complain but other men in black gear approach us, they take usto their vans. There are police officers here and they want statementsfrom me and I say I can't.They ask, "Why?" Cuz my sis Dea is in danger and my pantyhose's running," I explain."She's not in danger anymore," one officer says."Is she killed?" I shriek. They try to calm me and then one says like,"The. . when would be good? ... Oh, okay, like sometime between noon and three." Fuck, she works way out by the state park doesn't she?" Hayley said suddenly feeling a bit down."Yeah, why? Oh, fuck, that's right. Sorry, I forgot about your fucking car. Shit, I'll take you," Amanda said with barely a thought."But I thought you were going out with what's his face tonight?" Hayley responded still a tad down trodden as she recalled her last conversation with Amanda the afternoon before when she'd hoped.