A small penis gag is inserted in my mouth and then there is a large dildo protruding from it for my Mistress to do with as she wishes. The ballet boo...ts are once again placed on my feet to insure complete bondage and servitude. Even if I could make my way to my feet, I’m going no where with the feet bound in such an extreme boot. Chained in 4 places this slave has absolutely no place to turn to and no possibility of escape. I hear the door beep from the alarm so either Mistress has returned. When we had been planning Loyalty and then progressed to freeing a slave, we thought it would actually work.The surprise I felt when the Device finished and I was still a slave was quickly replaced by my mind working through what I had been asked to do and how Master had phrased it. He wanted me to have the illusion of freedom. I could tell him it did not work, but that wasn’t actually what he wanted. He wanted me to keep the Secret safe and to make him feel like I was free. I had realized that. I love looking at her it’s like having a live porn magazine. She notices me watching her and tells me to come here and give her a good morning kiss. I walk over and kiss her on the cheek and she looks at me and tells me that when a woman wants a kiss she doesn’t want it on the cheek. I put my hand behind her head and bring her lips to mine as I tenderly kiss her soft lips. She opens her mouth which I know is a sign for my tongue to do its thing. I find my tongue has learned a lot in the. “My Pa always told a tale about the old man who lived not far from us in Kentucky, and old moonshiner who eventually made a batch that kilt him. Years after he died people claimed they saw the old man more than once still drinking his hooch from his old linker jar and laughing all silly like! I thought I heard him once or twice, but it was problems jest the wind. It blows force and makes weird noises some nights in old Kentucky.” You Knows my Pa died a fever when I were just ten back in.