She even expected what would come next: she knew her Master well, and now she understood the goal of the last few weeks of training. She said nothing,...hands folded in her lap as he spread a towel over the center console and her eyes got large as he covered the naked metal shaft of the shift lever with a rubber phallus-shaped device. It was covered with rubber studs at irregular intervals, and from each of the studs, a small tip of metal was visible. The crown of the phallus was capped in shiny. After about the third time, it happened about twice a week. It made me wonder so on the way home I drove by her insurance offices and saw the light on inside and her car parked there. I went ahead and went home.I did ask her about the sudden overtime and she said they were revamping the computer system and it was to busy during regular hours. I honestly didn't buy it. Why was it always her working over? I went by three different times and it was only her car and one other. Always the same car.I. I could see the sidewalk illuminated by a streetlight outside. There were no cars in the parking lot. It was late at night. I looked down at myself. I was dressed in a summer frock. 'At least it wasn't a bikini.' I thought. I tugged at the metal rod now between my legs, terminating between my high heeled pumps with a square metal plate. A mannequin stand. I pulled a metal stand from under the dress I was wearing and slid off the raised platform in the window. I realized there was a. Ash then whispered in her ear, ‘ Would you care to go into the bedroom, Vanessa?’ Again, she nodded. He walked around and helped her off the couch and took her to his room. The bed was huge, and looked very inviting. He gently laid her down and instructed her to remove her clothes. She did so without hesitation. ‘Roll over on your front, and I’ll finish the massage.’ As she lay there in anticipation, she felt warm massage oil drip lightly onto her back and then felt Ash’s fabulous fingers knead.