" "What do you mean psycho?" "I mean you become belligerent, demanding, a little mean and definitely not the kind of man I want to go to bed with." "N..., I don't." "Well, you do from my viewpoint. I don't want to go there again, please." "What if I knew that if I acted up, there were consequences?" I asked. "Who would decide if you were acting up?" June asked. "You would. You would be the judge and jury. Or better, you are the customer, Miss June." YeaH, I know I was using a pet name for you to. "The last time we met, delaying an excruciatingly long time because of the sickness, our village becoming so guarded and worried about things spreading from outside, when it looked as if it ended, Mother had her supposed guard bring his wife along. We got lessons in giving pleasure from the guard's wife and my Mother's lover. Mother left us to it, but I sensed her watching us. In the end, we watched our teachers fuck, and followed their lead. Afterwards we bathed our sweaty bodies, including. Numerous lengths and weights, she gave precise instructions on cutting it to her specifications.There were the wardrobe cabinets. Three small ones, as promised, all lockable. Now, Mistress would have complete control over my use of clothes.Last but not least, there were the padlocks. She selected perhaps two dozen, in various types and sizes. She made sure they were common-keyed, so one key could open all of a given type. While she gave me the locks to carry, along with all the other gear, she. We had an hour to have fun. What did he want to do to make up for our fun yesterday being cut short? I had wanted to wear the remote control vibrator all day. I didn't even make it to his World History class. “Bare those big tits, slave.”“Yes, Master.” I loved saying that. My fingers flew to the buttons of my maroon blouse. One-by-one, I undid them, starting from the bottom. My tits stretched the tight garment. With each one undone, more and more strain was put on the remaining buttons. The.