She just slowed down the scooty and said if I continue then she will just stop the scooty and start on the road itself as she is not able drive and ab...le to control. I started inserting my hand in her top near the waist and was moving my fingers slowly near her belly touching waist I forgot everything and was enjoying her smooth skin, she just stopped the scooty and turned around. She stopped the scooty in a empty road I dint recognize which road it was and asked her where we are. I was so lost. "What haven't I noticed?"Tuner shrugged. "Think about it. Sex slaves are supposed to do what there Master tells them to do ... to an extent ... so it's no surprise this issue hasn't come up." Stop skirting the subject." I said bitterly. "Either explain or don't ... but stop speaking in cryptic messages." Very well." He said. "The slave fantasy was not the only code in production. There were others. For example, one code was designed to create the perfect wife ... depending on the individual."I. I poured myself a Scotch and forced myself to sit down. This is stupid, I thought. You’re acting like a teenager. Worse, actually. Finally, about 20 after, I caught the sound of a car coming up the drive. I forced myself to stay in my chair; I didn’t want to go flying out the door after him if he was going to tell me he’d decided to back off. The car stopped, a door slammed, footsteps sounded on the porch, then a knock. I forced myself to walk slowly to the door, and opened it. “Hey,. You tell me to come in and get undressed, to kneel and wait for instruction. After five or ten minutes you come over and lead me to the bedroom."Get up on the bed, lay facing down," you tell me in a soft voice. "Yes, Sir," I reply as I scramble to move quickly into position. You tie both hands out to the corner of the bed, pillows up under my stomach to prop my ass up, my legs are tied to the side wide open. My body trembles as the ropes take hold of my wrists and ankles and I feel their power..