She tells me name is Brenda and that she is having problems with her lower back and asks if there is anything I can do to help. I asked to her to stri... to her underwear so I can get a better look at her problem. Her posture is perfect and I have trouble seeing why she would have back pain. I do this job every day and do not normally notice things like underwear but her body is gorgeous and she is wearing French knickers, which have always been a favourite of mine. They are tight and I think. I have no idea what he has just asked me. I want to come clean about breaking the rules and having unprotected sex with Selena, but I know that will be extra stress for my Master and I don't want to deal with his anger. The lies begin to pile up again."Were you not listening to me, Lover? What is it? You're clearly distracted so you may as well just come out with it." I'm nervous about the piercing, Master."He stares at me incredulously, then bursts into laughter."A masochist afraid of. The man had something about him, he was eloquent and persuasive, but something made her cautious. Was it the environment she wondered? She had never been in a building like this one, or witnessed as many wonders in such a short period of time. The man returned and immediately spoke. He had a strange Germanic accent that had only added to the queerness of the day."Well my Lady Daphne is your mind now knowing what it wants? Will you sponsor my important work?" Professor, you have been a most. Her one friend, Rachel, lifted my skirt to check out my panties. She laughed when she saw my cock hanging there, tied up and pulled back. I needed to use the bathroom and asked Tricia if I could be untied for a minute. She refused and said that I could have her other friend Carrie hold a cup for me while I peed into the cup. I refused and was left there in agony. Finally when I couldn't take it any longer I asked for Carrie to hold the cup for me and she did. It took a while for me to let it.