I looked at him and smiled, “tell me what you want” I said again, “I’ll be yours to do with what you want.. anything you want”. Somehow the... thought of being at this man’s command thrilled me beyond anything I could think of, my body heightened beyond belief. “tell me now what you want me to do” I said.“I want you to let me watch you pleasure yourself, I want to watch your fingers as they probe and tease your pussy, I want you to open yourself up to me and let me watch” with that he slid down. But sometimes, things just happen that are out of your control. I went to the lingerie shop and browsed through the rows of sexy panties, examining each one with my fingertips, trying to find the perfect one. I stopped in place when I saw something that I knew my Master would like. A sexy feminine light-pink satin G-string, surrounded by a lovely lace trim. Master loves the way my firm yet slightly bouncy ass looks in a G-string. I slowly ran my fingers between the tops of my thighs and my. No more sugary cereals for her — she was getting too old for that, she was almost an official "teenager", or would be at the end of this year when she would go to ... St. Dunstan's. She put those thoughts out of her mind, as a year to an 11-year-old is almost a lifetime away. Time enough to worry about those strange tales in the spring, and besides, maybe it would have all been proven a hoax or urban legend by then.Her father put the morning paper aside. "Hurry up, dear. We're walking with you. “You were wounded,” she said in a soft voice, after staring up at him for a number of seconds.“Yes, I was wounded on a mission. It took the doctors quite some time to get me healed up and returned to duty,” he told her, as he stared down at the young girl.“They did not heal you completely,” she said very quietly. Dixon stared down at her in disbelief on hearing this.“No, they were unable to determine why I could no longer communicate with Partners. It has been a heavy burden to endure,” he told.