My pussy is starting to get wet, my nipples are hard and my breathing has increased. My heels are sticking into my bum with the black stockings coveri...g my smooth legs. The rest of my body naked and aching ready to be used and my smooth pussy needing to be touched. I always feel safe and loved as I wear my Master's collar but I still always get nervous. My master is a planner. He has hundreds of ideas, a list in his mind of things to do to me. Even after this year with him, I don’t think we. "Ris, if I were in your place I would want to be free. Free to choose for myself and not belong to anyone unless it was a personal choice I had made. I feel like I'm asking something that could make you leave me. B... b... but I want to know how to set you free so that you are no longer something like a slave." I stammered and looked at her with eyes brimming with tears."Oh Chuck! My sweet, loving, caring master. I love you and you have a heart of gold! I know that I'll be very happy with you.". His niece shrugged. “Maybe, a bit I suppose,” she admitted reluctantly.“So why did you jump off my lap? Didn’t you like the feeling?’“It was okay, I was surprised that’s all. Anyway, what did you expect me to do?”“I don’t know. What would you like to have done?”She would have liked to stay on his lap a little longer to satisfy her curiosity about what had happened but she was too embarrassed to admit that to her uncle. “I don’t know,” she said, “why should I want to do anything?”“You might have. ‘Does David leave any spare boxers around by any chance?’ He let out a light chuckle that was more of an amused exhale. ‘We’ve not had to keep spare underwear for him for a long time.’ ‘Okay.’ ‘Erm.’ I guessed I’d have to borrow something of his. ‘Maybe Tyler’s smallest boxer briefs would fit you.’ Or that. ‘Can I just put my stuff in the wash?’ I asked. ‘Yes, but the hospital hours, um…’ ‘Just a quick spin.’ ‘Yes, but the tumble dryer-‘ ‘Darren, it’s literally just some knickers.’ His voice.