.. I don't want to mess with what you and Sam have going, but I want you involved... Sam, I… would you hate me if I stayed in touch with Freddie... ...f we shared the long distance thing? If not, it’s cool. He's going to be all yours, but I… I don't know what I'm saying-" I think I get it," Sam said, looking surprisingly serious, for her. "You want to still talk to Freddie, and be able to do stuff if the chance arises, and by the way I've seen you jump on the chance for sex, I can only imagine. He did look pleased and said he may even join me to watch the piercing process. I had mixed feelings about that idea, but didn't say anything. It wasn't my place. I guess if I had to have an audience, whether it be him, him and my Master, or a group of strangers, then that's what I'll have. I hated that last thought discovered I had to ask about it."Sir,... ?" I began hesitantly."Call me Lord or m'Lord, slut." Nodding, I began again."M'Lord, who all will be present during the piercing?"As I. Normally, once I have cumm it takes at least a couple of hours before I am ready to start again but I found that my soft cock was rapidly starting to grow again and she smiled a sort of knowing little smile as she gently massaged me with her stomach muscles. This time it took a long time for me to cumm and by then she had managed at least two more orgasms and we were hopelessly besotted with each other. She never went home except to pack her things and to load about half a ton of dog-food into. ‘I don’t want either of us to do anything rash. I won’t send you away, but I won’t ask you sleep with me. I need time to straighten myself out. You nearly burned me out. Another week and I would have moved somewhere else until you left here. I never would have looked back. Now I at least I have hope returning. Can you stick it out until the weekend? Then with no job to worry about, I can free my mind to find you again.’ ‘What do you mean, about your job?’ Her voice was small. ‘I work around.