I moved my face closer, breathing gently on her bare shoulder and neck and had to bite my tongue, to not bite her beautiful skin. My cock was rock har..., pressing against my jeans. Our fellow passengers were watching the floor numbers and I thought ‘fuck it’. I licked my index finger and then slid my hand into the waistband of her jeans and down towards her arse cheeks. Christina stiffened against me, with the slightest of gasps. My fingers moved into the groove of her arse and I pressed my. ”“But a true Master, a Master such as mine, is so invested in his sub that he is actually in a way a slave himself. He is a slave to his love for me. He is a slave to his responsibility. He is a slave to the passion and the commitment. He is a slave to his overwhelming desire to protect his property at all costs. He is a slave to his slave. I know without question that he loves me so much he’d literally lay down his life for me. He owns me, and his ownership owns him.”Then it dawns on you, the. As she moved around the room she asked me if I was having a good time. "Yes I am." I said. "I bet you are good with the ladies, you look like a man that knows how to please a woman." She said. My cock started to get hard. "Well I try" I said as she stepped towards me. "I have a fantasy or two. One, to take the virginity of a young man and two, to have sex with a stranger, and I think you may be able to help me with that. What do you say?" She asked me as she started to feel me up. She then. I jogged home as I’d started doing once my endurance had come back. I’d actually lost a couple of pounds, and my legs were a bit more toned. I chuckled when I recalled Doctor Barton’s admonition about exercise and diet as I got older, and hoped that twenty-five wasn’t what he’d meant!When I got home, I went up to take a shower and chuckled when Kara brought Birgit with her to join me.“We won’t be able to do this when she gets older, but I like this,” she said.Kara was cuddling Birgit, and I had.