I could still see at this point because of the eye holes in the hood so went over to a mirror and had a good look (I thought to myself god Tracy you l...ok hot and very fuckable) I was getting so turned on. Then I got on the bed turned the mp3 player on and text my Master to say I was nearly ready which I did then put the blindfold on and buckle it up in place.I was now ready for whatever my Master wanted to do with me (god I was so very horny) Part of the contract stated that I should be playing. . “Isn't that why we're here?”“To talk, or talk?” she asked. She looked over her shoulder, the smile on her lips growing. “Is that what you think is going to happen?”“When was the last time you really talked?” I asked her. “To relax. To have a... pleasant afternoon.”“Mmm...” She opened a sealed box and measured out some powdery tea leaves, pouring them into each cup. “How long do you think it's been?”“Too long,” I said, sauntering up to her. My dick was so hard. The way she moved. The way she. That answered THAT question. I wondered if Lisa and Peggy needed any help, as it were.“What about Lisa and Peggy?” I asked.Melody laughed quietly, “If you want to comfort them, they’ll be more than happy to accept it! But I didn’t think you had that kind of freedom. If you do, perhaps I could arrange a party with Jenna, Lisa, Peggy, and me.”“Sounds like fun. Send me a tape!” I teased.“Right!” she laughed. “What are you doing tomorrow?”“Karate in the morning. I thought about working for a few. ’ I said. ‘And that’s off the record, by the way, as is this question: why was Nick Eastwood’s feed going in and out this morning?’ ‘Er, I’ll have to check with the engineers.’ said Bettina. ‘We do get that on our satellite linkups from time to time.’ ‘I’d appreciate it if you check and find out.’ I said. ‘It could be professionally important… meaning my profession, not yours.’ ‘Oooh, is there a story here for me?’ asked Bettina, her voice picking up noticeably. ‘There might be.’ I said. ‘I’ll.