“Why do you ask, slave?” Your voice is soft, but serious. You fix me with Your gaze, expecting an answer. “I...I’m just worried that ...everyone in there will be able to hear it – that they’ll know what’s going on,” I say in a rush, desperately hoping that I haven’t angered You. With Your hand still on my shoulder, You guide me to a quiet corner of the foyer. I am gazing intently at the floor, chiding myself for not simply trusting Your word. You cup my chin in Your hand, and. Immediately, his hands were on her sides, caressing her skin under her shirt, his mouth finding the side of her neck. She let out a soft moan and instinctively tipped her head to the side, exposing more of her neck to him. Jacob nibbled at her ear and then kissed down to her shoulder.Chloe found herself melting against him, her hands running over his back. His hands roamed up her sides and grabbed the bottom of her shirt, pulling it over her head. He unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the. With all the hype how could you not go.A very boring hour long talk about the future and humanities role in shaping the earth was followed by a twenty minute session where they hooked you up to a computer by little stick on wires and asked a ton of seemingly useless questions, such as “If you witnessed a child drop sticky candy would you a. Dust it off and tell them it was fine, b. Buy them a new one, c. Laugh, or d. Not care, walk away.” Or even better, just, “Pink or black?” That isn't even a. ‘Now my pet I want you to bathe and soothe your body. Make sure to soak your skin well, it will make you feel so much better. You will learn Jude that I can give pleasure as well as punishment. You do understand that don’t you?’..........................................................................Sitting in the warm water, the steam helping to moisten my parched mouth I manage to reply ‘Yes Master James I understand’‘Good girl’That seems to be what he wants to hear as he passes me a soft.