I had complete power over them, but that power only exists as long as they allow it to exist. With the use of one word, all of my power over them vani...hes.This always brings up a question that I've wrestled with quite frequently; In the sexual Master/slave relationship, which one REALLY has the ultimate power?Who is truly at the mercy of the other one?Once you go down this rabbit hole, you find yourself in a spiral of questions, answers, reasons, excuses, questions, answers, etc. All of it full. She looked me straight in the eye and I could hardly begin to tear my look away from her face, so beguiling, as she began to ease her knickers down. I had to look. I had to see this. I can still see it now, so many years later. She had a hand each side of her panties, slowly sliding them down over the suspender belt, more of which was coming into view. Then she could pull them no further as her bottom trapped them on the lab top. She pulled her legs together tightly, raised her bottom up and. ' In our virtual Journey she had by then cleared the Gate of Hunger, an episode where I whored her out to a lot of people to train her in every way a girl could please men and women. It obviously inspired her to act on that in 'real' life. She'd made an appointment with a man and spent an evening with him for money. (Once again, all I have is her word — so remember: I can't vouch for truth or fantasy.)I was devastated. Not because she did it — I was proud she'd found the courage to realize her. I pick up my phone 'hello' i say'hello do you always perv over your neighbours ? how many times have you sat in your room wanking off watching my husband and i fuck ?''uh no sorry really this is the 1st time i'm so sorry i didn't mean to watch i just glanced out the window and saw you ''oh and did your trousers fall down and your cock jump into your hand ?''uh no look i'm sorry i'll just go let you get on with it''not so fast young man while your eyes were glued to my tits i managed to get a.