If you want to continue, you know what to do."She hesitated for just a moment, then reached her hands back and lifted her hair clear of her neck."Plea...se, Master ... collar your slave", she said in an almost pleading tone.I smiled, then reached down to slip the collar around her neck. When it was in place, I slid the small padlock through the rings to make sure that it could not be removed without the key I kept in my pocket.When the collar was securely in place she let her hair fall and lifted. Needless to say he was getting extremely horny! After his session with the next door neighbor on Labor Day weekend, his sex life took off in dramatic fashion. He found out he had a great asset between his legs. The huge dick he possessed was in great demand from the coeds where he went to school. The first weekend he was there Rob attended a party that was designed to get everyone to meet each other. Fortunately, for Rob, he hooked up with the resident female sex maniac. Not only did she love. But time and again, my eyes would get glued to her boobs. She noticed me a few times but did not react or do anything. I also tried to remain casual and behaved normally. After having breakfast, we got down to cleaning the house and setting the things for the night.All this time, I kept stealing glances of her boobs and her ass. I even got a chance to feel her boobs with my elbow a few times while helping her. But there was no deliberate attempt on my part to touch her or to be physically. " I probably won't," he admitted. "But there's always the internet." And with a wave and a sad smile, he was out of there.That last bit stuck in my craw, for some reason. Actually, for a very obvious reason: I've been in this business for twenty-five years, and the last ten have been touch-and-go because of all the "talent", amateur and otherwise, to be found with a few mouse clicks or a search engine. Don't get me wrong: I have a website myself, detailing all of my girls and their.