" You didn't answer me when I asked about being tied up. Will you tie me?"Judging the look on her face he knew she could handle the truth, "Yes, Silk....I will tie you up, down or whatever else I see fit at some point. Does this answer you question?"Blushing, she replied, "Yes, Master."Michael stood and began to clear the desert plates from the table. He looked back to see if she had stood up, and was please to see that she remained kneeling and had cast her eyes down again. He smiled to himself. Needs editing, of course, but …” I stood up obediently, washed my sticky fingers under the kitchen tap, and let him conduct me along the corridor to the living-room. Osamu trailed along behind. It was a big room and, so far as I could work out, directly under the big bedroom where I had spent the night. Perhaps the two floors had once been separate apartments, and that bedroom had been designed as the living-room for the one upstairs. There was a large flat-screen television fixed to one wall,. The directions to turn or duck leave no time for conversation. On many occasions Rachel often brushes herself against my groin and I begin to wonder if it's involuntary or not. At one point I begin to notice the absence of the pair of hands on my shoulders. I break two rules and take off the blind fold over my eyes and release my grip from Rachel's shoulders and turn around."Stop," I say and everyone stops in place. Tyler looks to me obviously annoyed. I look at the line to find everyone.Except. I had never been that sexually satisfied as I was right then. She smiled and thanked ME. She knew she really satisfied me. I thanked her….over and over again. She said she should get home but asked if we could do it again some time. I told her, “Any time you want to come by, you will be very welcome and VERY appreciated”. As she left, she looked very content.Three days later, there was a knock on my door. I couldn’t believe she had come back. I invited her in. We both seemed more relaxed than.