She was bound to find some new, probably better place to perform as a mistress and I’d find her again. She never did. Years later, I’ve still neve... really come to terms with the fact that she just disappeared from the scene. And of course, I’ve lost count of the times I’ve pondered the mystery; worked out all sorts of different scenarios of what might have happened. But there are endless reasons as to why she would have suddenly left the professional mistress scene.I’ve come across many quite. Many of the homes had gardens that were producing well. I went into a couple of stores and noticed a good variety of items for sale. I would say that the big difference was in the quantity, selection, and pricing.I walked into one store to purchase something to drink. As I came around a corner, I came face to face with a burly, unhappy looking man. I tried to step to one side in order to move by him, but he blocked my way. From what I could determine, his intentions were not good.He said. Then he restrained my wrists and ankles to the head and foot boards, checking that I couldn’t move. I was nervous and excited, my nipples already hard in anticipation, my bare cunt even wetter than before. He took out the body wand and tested it, making sure it worked properly, then looked down at me with a mischievous leer. “I’m going to use this on you, drawing you to the brink of orgasm, then I will take it away until you’ve calmed. I am going to do that again and again and again. The first. "Diane stepped closer to Heather, as if to protect her. Heather smiled faintly at her lover, trying not to look nervous and failing."Heather, are you getting anything at all today?" Cassie asked."Yes. I can see my precogs more clearly now," Heather replied. "Brad's going to keep messing with me somehow, and then something will happen at lunch. Something involving Diane, too."Cassie gasped. "Melissa's not going to try to take control of both of you at lunch, is she?"Heather shook her head. "No,.