Mistress Angela designed and required this table to specifically use me for her entertainment and very often her own pleasures, while she satisfies my...need to be dominated. We are in sync. And so today here I lie on the table again, excited but intimidated as to the outcome of today’s visit. I never know whether she will tease and torture my body and deny my orgasms, or if she will push me to the very limits my body can endure. Often she will use me for her own orgasms, which excites me almost. The moment had begun less than a minute, or perhaps an hour ago, maybe the day before yesterday, for all he recalled. Time had ceased to hold any relevance in the intimate world he shared with the girl of his dreams: He seemed to hear her name whispered amidst the surrounding trees, blown together in the late autumn breeze and tossed upon a random chance on the sea of fate which had brought them together like this. He captured the faint aroma of peach blossom and almond within the long blond. It was your idea for me to be cam model while I studied." Yes. but?" You always fantasized about me with other men." Yes. But it was just a silly phase... this is real life. I care for your welfare. At least think about it? Be rational for God's sake." "I've been thinking about it for weeks. Look. Dan. Do I have your support or not? Because If I don't... I don't see a bright future for us... I don't think we'll make it as a couple... because i'm damned if i'm going to live my life as a. " Thank you, Angela," Anastasia replied, rolling over in her bed.A faint noise at her door caused her to spring from the bed away from the sound; landing on the balls of her feet with daggers in both hands, at the ready position. Her legs were spread, knees slightly bent, and torso leaning forward; perfectly balanced and ready to uncoil like a striking serpent."Well done Shoc-Gie," Rac-Nur announced in praise as he entered the room. "You have demonstrated your training well."Anastasia relaxed.