. "Sit tight, while I go get the rest of my things" he said as he left the room. Yeah right, like I was going anywhere. Shortly, he returned with a nu...ber of straps, which he placed on a table in the next room. He then undid my hogtie and let me stand up. Admittedly, I was weak-kneed after my recent ordeal, but I luxuriated in being able to stand on my long, beautiful legs after spending so much time recently either on my knees or over his knees. After all, it wasn't an everyday occurrence for. My knees were apart, the soles of my feet together, and my right hand rested just below my belly button. It slowly dawned on me that I must have been masturbating right up until the last moment of awareness, and nodded off, lulled by the post-orgasmic bliss.I moved my hand, my fingertips brushed the smoothly, ever-so-slightly clammy flesh of my sex, and I was off again. My feet parted, and my fingers began their rubbing motions.Then I looked to my left, where I had hung a full-length mirror. Myhair was not girl long but it was close to tomboy length. However a girlwould still get her hair cut at beauty parlor even if she was a tomboy.My hair was way too short but if I could give it even a hint of stylemay be enough to confuse the lady. I will have to curl my hair likeMother did on Saturdays. But to be sure I got away with it I would haveto do it so carefully that no one would notice.I planned my outing on a Friday so it would be less crowded and thisgave me plenty of time to return. Be specific." He replied, a bit less of a murmur this time.Harley hadn't expected any form of cooperation from his old friend, so he was speechless for a moment. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out so he shut it."Oh...uhmm. Well, you see, I like to play the role of a Master, and I'm trying to find out the best way to encourage her to play along and be my pet. Well, if that's even possible that is!" He clarified, finally finding words, even if they stumbled over his.