"Hello Nicole," you reply, swiveling in your chair to face her. She's beaming, happy just to get the call to come see you. "How has your day been, my ...darling slave?" She shifts slightly, eyes bright."Oh it was good Sir! I did the rounds and nothing was out of the ordinary. Your girls are behaving themselves." That was good to hear. In spite of your orders sometimes they got a bit... testy with one another. "I missed you. If you'd permit me to ask -- was your day productive?" Afraid not," you. " Yashad never smoked before but with cold yet nimble fingers she brought forth along slim cigarette and held it to her lips. She flicked the lighter and suckedgently until it was ready to present to Patricia. Long fingers flitted frombeneath the robe and took if from her. Yas had heard herself referred to as'slave girl' but felt no offense.Shetruely loved her benefactor and Mistress and, if she was a slave, she was happyto be so for such a special woman. The object of her desire silently. Slave bends them to return to the starting position. It is important that Master uses weight that is heavy enough to perform the desired number of reps and sets for slaves’ skill level while using good form. Before staring the exercise, Master ties slave nipples to that weight with two short ropes. The length of the rope is kept as shorter as to prevent it to get fully stretched straight when slave extends its hands upward and straighten its elbows. This setting stretches slave’s nipples to. My brain felt like mush. "I have to ask my mom." I'd rather you didn't," Mrs. Collins said. "I'd like to talk with you alone first." But..." I blinked, feeling really confused by that. She wanted me to keep a secret from my mom? She was a mom! Like supermom, really. I mean, she could have been on Nickelodeon, one of those perfect television moms, you know?"Tell her you have to do something with Randy," she suggested. "A project for school." I can't tell her that," I protested, just because this.