“Hi, did you enjoy the show?” a woman’s voice saidbeside me. For a moment I didn’t realize that she wasspeaking to me.“P...rdon me,” I said looking up at her. I recognized herimmediately because her lust filled face was imprintedon my mind. “I asked if you enjoyed the show Monday night,” shesaid smiling at me. “You looked like you did.” I wantedto leap to my feet and rush out of the laundry room butI couldn’t make my body obey my. . Wow! Exactly what do I want to happen between Caroline and me?Well, I know what I want to do to Caroline, but there are consequences to a person’s actions ... Oh ... stop thinking with your other head, Richard – grow a pair. I grabbed a towel and went down to the pool and swam. I was finally getting tired after 30 leisurely swum laps and decided to get out and take a shower ... no, a bath to relax before ... what?It was six o’clock and I called Caroline on her cell phone. “Hey Caroline,. ?Oh please Mistress, please allow your pathetic foot slave to worship your feet mistress please, I beg you, please Mistress please.?Every begging word from my mouth was filled with real heart felt yearning, I was so powerless in front of her, I felt so weak before her with my arms strapped and bound to my collared neck and leashed as a pathetic naked slave. ?Tongue out then foot slave, Mistress is going to give you a treat, I am going to allow you to worship my toes, I know how much you want to. As was usual for London no-one was taking any notice, they were all too intent on catching their trains, to be bothered by a young distressed girl.On the spur of the moment I walked over to her and sat on the bench beside her. I saw that she was quite a pretty slim young girl with long dark hair trailing over her shoulders. I judged she probably was about sixteen or seventeen years of age. She looked well groomed and quite well dressed in a red anorak and black skirt with knee high fashion.