I could no longer face the stares and giggles of the other shoppers. Two more items - a bandana to blindfold me, and ear plugs, to further my sensor... deprivation. "Oh baby, I almost forgot!" he laughed, and grabbed a leather strap, for sharpening knives. Finally we bagged my punishment tools, and went to Markham Park. Master led me onto the bike path, a little out of the way, but still not entirely secluded. He took great delight in tying me to a tree there, but only after taking off my. “Fuck!” I said, as I looked into his eyes. I got off the table and leaned forward to kiss him. He grabbed my tits and squeezed them. I moved a little, bringing my boobs closer to his mouth. He sucked on my nipples, and it felt good. After I recovered from my orgasm, I got off him and bent over the table. “Ready to fuck me?” I said. He got up and grabbed my ass. “Oh, yes,” he said. “Wait. You won’t fire me, right?” I wanted to confirm everything before taking his cock in my pussy. “Are you. That makes me a whore," Denise said flatly."Then you aren't a very good one," Dale said."What do you mean?" Denise asked."If your past performance in terms of having sex is the best that you can do, then I'm getting the worst end of the deal," Dale said."Gee thanks," Denise said sarcastically.Dale asked, "Can you name one other thing you've learned since coming here?" No," Denise said. She gave Dale a smug look and said, "From my perspective I'm getting the worst end of the deal so I'd say that. Then, just after the war, the ancestral house burned down, forcing them to sell the farm to a developer. That was when the new ancestral home was built, one among hundreds...Your grandparents became rich with the death of the rest of the family, the combine inheritances allowing them to make very stable investments, and now, with their passing, it all falls to you. You were just numb for days, paralyzed by indecision. Your parents and grandparents instilled in your habits of thrift and.