. yes very much so , he knew what he was doing alright ,as much as i was enjoying this i stopped him and without any spoken word indicated that her sh...uld kneel on the bed, he knew what was to come, i said to her fectch me that belt on the table, which she did and i quickly placed it around his waist nice and tight, then i snapped my fingers at her to bring me the towelling belt of the dressing gown that was hanging on the back of the door, this i find makes an excellent blindfold and gag all. Her shoes were long kicked off, toes flat on the floor with her feet at a little over ninety degrees to her ankles. Firm developed calves flowed from a vee to her knees where a few inches higher the rest of her legs were covered by a grey skirt that failed to hide her bum as effectively. She had a white shirt/blouse open with the sleeves rolled up. Zoe leaned back, stood up and turned to show the top three buttons were unclasped. “Hi, just another check”. Zoe looked at me and could see I was. "Now, my little submissive pet, sleep!"Sandy's eyes instantly closed."Sandy, how do you feel now?" Tired, but wonderful, Mistress." Are you still aroused?" Yes, slightly, but the arousal ... hurts." Yes, you've been through a lot tonight." Do you feel anything else?" Yes." Tell me." I feel submissive, Mistress. And happy." Yes, my dear. You have a naturally submissive nature, don't you?"There was only the slightest of pauses before Sandy said, "Yes, Mistress." You have enjoyed being so helpless. I walked over to the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. My handsome features looked tired, and my reasonably long, dark hair was a mess. I stripped, stepped into the shower and turned on the water. 3 hours later, I was in my agents office, sipping a steaming mug of coffee. He was sitting at his desk opposite me, on the phone to someone. Phil Greenwood was a portly man, who seemed to be permanently sweating, his thin blonde hair was plastered to his head, and his forehead was shining.