Not without my book of dirty little secrets. Oh my dear, dear, Diary, I have such a nice one. If you recall back into my teenage years, I would sneak ...nto my older sisters room and touch her in her sleep. It has always. been a rush. To feel my heart beating out of my chest as my curious hands gingerly explored her flesh. I would come so hard, knowing that at any moment, she could wake up, and my world would come crashing down. Sweet memories. Nastasia is a quaint place to be. What I didn't tell. I can see the effect I have on you and I relish it.Unexpectedly, I’m now the master and you’re a slave to your own arousal. You bite your lip hard, groaning. I observe you struggling for control, eyes closing and head tipping backward. The hand around my throat squeezes harder and the other grips my hip, holding me in place as you start meeting my thrusts with your own, increasing the speed.And then, suddenly, you snap, you loose control. This position is not enough for you. You need me under. "I'd never thought I'd live to see the day when Hermione Granger would become bored with a library." Harry laughed."Bloody men." The witch grumped. "Look at me, I'm a young, attractive woman, it's a weekend, I should be out having fun with my friends, however Ron is busy with Lavender and Ginny is off with Dean, so it's just me and you bucko."Harry felt a pang of pain as she mentioned Ginny's name, he didn't like that she was with Dean. He knew that Hermione was upset about Ron, so he decided. Mistress Terie is the boss and I am the slut and I enjoyed that relationship online for months. Then one day she proposed an idea for me..."I want you to come to my country house and help me with my daily chores."I couldn't believe it. Was it real? Could this really be a chance to serve my mistress? Is it a joke?I was skeptical. I responded quickly,"Mistress Terie you are my master and I am your slut, but at this time I cannot move to your country house at this time. Thank you so very much for.