I took possession of her mouth as she moaned and melted into me. I burned with my love for her, but before I could give into my lust and my love I had...some things to attend to; or rather my Slave did."I love you Slave, are you ready?" Master, not yet. Master."Her adoption of formal speech rules signalled to me that the dance had begun. She slipped out of her dress and she was gloriously naked before me. Turning and kneeling in one graceful movement she opened the case and removed her collar and. You don’t need any of it, and you sure don’t need anything that is going to remind you of... , um, about the bad times. Look, if that is what you want, just say the word and I can have your lawyer here in about twenty minutes. You tell him to sell it all or to just burn it all to the ground if that is what you want. They have to do it unless you tell them to do something illegal, I made sure the trust was set up so you have control. You will be richer, but without the company or the properties. I start to unbutton your shirt and slip it off of your shoulders and kiss your chest just a little. You tell me you are too tired but I just smile at you and say, "I know, baby, just relax". I unzip your pants and they come off right along with your shorts and then I sit you down on the edge of the bed and remove your sock and shoes. I take your hand again and lead you to the head of the bed and tell you to lie on your stomach and put your hands under your head. As you do this, I turn. What do I looklike?Rhonda owns me and she knows it. So do I. She's my boss and a totalbitch. So perfect, never gains weight, always in perfectly fittedclothes, so fashionable, so trendy. Hair just so, everything about heris so designed to say that she is better then you... than me. We usedto be rivals until I found her going through my desk. The folder withmy "special" letters and e-mails and stories and, of course, thosephotographs - the ones with me "dressed", were on her lap, and.