Esp when he had marked and claimed his ass as his property. That's why when he would leave, I had to remark it back as mine. My man and I had promise... never to use it against him but just to enjoy the fun of it and to this day my buddy still doesn't know I'd ever known about him cheating with my boyfriend and we are still good friends to this day. It was funny though when we'd all hang out at a party, my buddy would avoid my man so much because I knew he was afraid I'd figure it out. But if I. This sound was followed by a few clanks and thumps and then the revving of that diesel engine as it settled into a high idle. Jake had been in occupancy of the house long enough to know what those sounds were. It was the propane service, coming to check and fill his tanks. Though he had a throbbing headache, a dry mouth, and his mind was not quite clear enough yet to remember just what he had been doing last night or what time he'd gone to bed or if he had anything that needed to be done today,. He’d finally given in, and agreed to have ten of the Estancia vaqueros accompany him when he left for Austin.This morning, after breakfast, we had started his regimen of slowly lengthening morning rides to toughen him up for his trip. This morning’s ride was limited to two hours, which was almost perfect for a slow trip to the village and back. On the ride out from the Hacienda, I’d told him that when he first met Anna and me, the only thing that existed on the Estancia was the Hacienda, which. " "Yes, Master," she replies, standing and walking over toward one of the racks on the walls.The master stops directly in front of you. "Look me in the eye," he commands. You do. His eyes are steel-gray and intense, as if he looks past your naked flesh and judges the weight of your soul.He runs his hands across your chest, tracing the ridges of your ribs. "You are mine now. You have no will of your own. You exist for my pleasure and that of anyone else I see fit." His voice is quiet, yet.