"Ris, if I were in your place I would want to be free. Free to choose for myself and not belong to anyone unless it was a personal choice I had made. ... feel like I'm asking something that could make you leave me. B... b... but I want to know how to set you free so that you are no longer something like a slave." I stammered and looked at her with eyes brimming with tears."Oh Chuck! My sweet, loving, caring master. I love you and you have a heart of gold! I know that I'll be very happy with you.". .. God Jim, I want to... but I'm not... I'm not ready yet." She said the words as if she could barely get them from her mouth. I could see that she was struggling with her emotions. "I can't."To say I was disappointed would have been a gross understatement. I don't believe that I was every more ready then I was at that moment. However, I wasn't about to force myself on her. I said, "I understand." I didn't really but then I am a guy. With that, I began to kiss down her neck and across her. .."We lay there in bliss for a long time. Our hands gently traced over each other's bodies as we came down from the amazing oral stimulation."I have to pee" she said, suddenly breaking the silence. She quickly pulled her bathrobe off her closet hook and made a beeline out the door. She soon returned and sat back in the bed. "I have a question." Yes love?" When you had sex with my friends, do you feel the same way with me? What about the girl you were with this morning?"I was curious if she. I go to audition in Chicago. I need to be ready to dance. My hair is ready. Now I sit with you; not slob or baby to bother me. OK?” Until that last word she had been commanding rather than asking. I don’t know if she was aware that she had just saved me from begging. Never was I so glad for Southwest’s open seating policy. We passed the flight in conversation about music and culture. I had no meeting until tomorrow, so I offered the services of my driver to take her to the audition. In return,.