Reaching out for a hair band, she quickly ties her long dark brown hair up into a pony. Walking naked to the kitchen, she quickly starts the percolato.... The aroma of coffee filling the kitchen is enough to lift her spirits. Maybe this day will not be so bad after all, the thought flashes across her mind. She sprints on her toes to the room, the cold tiles reminding her that winter is not far off. She gets in the shower and turns the water on. Feeling the water run down her body, makes her body. " At one point she used a line like that to suggest that I could not have been with a gal her size (I was 5'8 and maybe 130 lbs. at the time.) I think she was just fishing, so I remember saying, "You're wrong, I have been (and frankly much bigger) but none of them were as good-looking as you." (This was, incidentally, for the most part, true.)Apparently, this was the perfect line because at this point, Brandy, purred, "Awww, you're so sweet," and leaned over and started kissing me. It didn't. I thoroughly enjoyed being her servant and slave. I still loved my Mistress and owner despite my painful humiliating imprisonment. I was the property of a woman who could do what she liked to my mind or body. My life was hers to use and abuse in any way she might choose. I must bear that which she has chosen to do with me because of my love and promise to obey her in every way no matter what. I had signed myself willingly to become her slave for life. I have no choice or say in the matter. "Ta-da!" she exclaimed with a giggle, raising her hands in the air.Luke and Eva both applauded and congratulated her. "Amazing!" Luke exclaimed."I'm impressed," Eva added. A bit of an awkward moment followed. No one had considered what would follow her demonstration. At last, Eva spoke. "Well? Are you going to leave the poor guy with blue balls? Look at it! It's twitching!"Monica laughed. "I'll take care of him; don't worry." She patted my cock like it was a puppy."While you do that, he's going.