"I can't wait to see you snowboard. You're going to bust your ass," she said playfully. Megan's voice wasn't the highest of pitches; it was that "woma...nly deep" as I call it, but if you were on the phone you'd know it was a female. "I have no doubt about that." I answered with a laugh. "Well lucky for you I'm a massage therapist so I can tend to your wounds." Megan replied. She tilted her head back and laughed a bit before giving me that smile again. I laughed along because I didn't want to let. "let me put some clothes on" I reply."don't bother, you won't need them" you're looking slightly impatientI open the door and let you in, you're wearing frayed cutoffs and a red halter top (always a red halter top ?). You cross the room, gracefully shedding you're clothes as you go. You put one knee up on the bed and and lean over resting your weight on you're hands. You look at me over you're shoulder smiling and say, "oops"."lose the boxers." You purr and give me a look that sets my passion. I feel him enter me and after a few thrusts I feel a warm sensation fill me from the inside. For the rest of the day this is what happens until later in the evening the warden shows up and says that this will be what every day will be like for me. After about two weeks of this I start to get used to it and eventually I start feeling comfortable with this role. Well two years into my sentence, I am quite happy, and then the judge shows up to check on me. And says I may speak. He asks me how I am. Absolutely pathetic,' She sneered. She suddenly started whipping me really fast, causing me to scream. 'We cannot have that sissy, she said, as she leaned over and stuffed my panties in my mouth, 'Far too noisy.'Again, she started whipping me all over my buttocks, causing me to squirm and try to get away. She didn't stop and it became too much, guilt rushed through my body - how could I betray my Mistress. I started sobbing and crying as she took her anger out on me. 'kneel in front of.