I knocked on Master's door when i reached his apartmentand immediately knelt to my knees as His requirementwas that when announcing yourself at His do...r, a slaveshould be on all fours. He opened the door for me, while still in the hallway,Master Kyle slipped on a blindfold and dog collar andchain around my neck. Master Kyle then began to "dog walk" me into His apt. As we got into His apt, he tugged on the chain whichwas my clue that we have walked far enough and that iwas to begin my foot. But Rob was a senior and had his license. Besides, he was pretty cool for a brother.I finally decided that the gown needed smooth lines, so I went braless and decided on no panties either. I felt deliciously naughty as I slipped on the satin gown and admired my reflection in the mirror. Not too tall, with breasts, but not mountains. My hips had swelled some over the last year and the dress hung on them nicely. Blond hair done up tall and complicated and makeup just right. My sky blue eyes. It seemed she had to ask me something and I said, "Mmmmm?" in a dreamy kind of a way because I was really into this fuck, I had one of those all-day hardons that wouldn't quit."I have been coming steadily for at least thirty minutes. It's never been like this. I mean I can come and come, sometimes... but this is steady, not earthshaking, but Jesus it's... not real. It's like I'm in heaven or something. How... how can you keep this up?" Beats me," I replied. "Maybe it's my partner." Oh, you.... And a mother who understood ... nay ... aided and abetted her offspring in nefarious acts of sabotage and open rebellion. Junior wouldn't be born for TWELVE YEARS ... but here she was ... with her mother's blessing.She needed a quasi legitimate reason to 'fetch and carry'.What to do? What to do?The problem was solved by the Royal Australian Navy. Lieutenant Sanderson was all hot to trot to visit the two bases. Just to look, you understand. He wasn't going to move anything ... yet.Unlike his.