An hour later she received the next email:Eva,You know you have been distracted for the last hour thinking about being my submissive. Your panties are... wet as your moist cunt dribbles in anticipation of being dominated and used. Stop being a proud and silly little girl and start behaving like the sexual deviant slut you discovered in my playroom.Master.Eva read the email. She gushed as she read his graphic description of her. He was accurate in his perception of her experience. She was a needy,. "If you struggle or fight me or try and get away," He said in a low, calm voice, "I'll beat the shit out of you, Beth."His wrds made her go weak and she siently stepped out of the carriage and allowed him to ead her into the house. The door was bolted heavily behind her and as he led her past the parlour she glanced in and saw men sitting in there. One was cleaning a gun. He got up and handed it to Billy."Thank you, Mr Smith." He replied, and holstered the loaded weapon beneath his jacket.Then. ’ ‘Before I met you, they found a tumor in my elbow. I was told it was surgery or a short time to live. The day I first saw you, I was actually at the beach that day to take a one-way walk out into the ocean. I don’t know why I talked to you, but those few days with you gave me a reason to live. I just didn’t know if it was too late to do anything about the tumor. I was afraid to say anything.’ ‘It isn’t too late … whatever time I can have with you is precious to me.’ ‘You’re so sweet. That was. ” I do know, and I feel the familiar rush of excitement and arousal. I say, “I want you to go to the ladies room and wait for me there. I want you on your knees in a stall, facing the toilet, with your wrists crossed behind your back. I want your breasts out of your dress. Do you understand what I want, pet?” She licks her lips and nods. I say, “Go on, then. I’ll be there before long.” She takes a deep breath. With the hint of a grin on her lips she stands, places her napkin on the table, and.