“I love it you’re so horny! But I don’t want you to be desperate. It’s only a game, Jan. An unbelievably hot, kinky game, I never came so inte...nsely before! And I found it really very, very sweet of you that you were willing to play it with me. But it should remain a game, it should not become bitter reality. It seemed the ultimate hot humiliation to leave you alone, but then I remembered your face, and I felt I was really to harsh on you. Willem said it too: ‘I think you are really breaking him. . similar to attempting to recall a particularly elusive memory. I knew the power that I needed was just beyond this mental barrier ... but I couldn't pass ... I couldn't pass.But I had to.I gripped Master's chains even tighter, and threw myself utterly against the obstruction. Tears sprung to my eyes as I was repelled.Again, I thought to myself.Once more, I threw my being at the wall inside my mind. It caved slightly ... blue sparks jumped up against the darkness.Once more Magic burst through. I did and she told me to slide the braup her arms until they reached the breasts. I did this as well. She told meto slip the bra under the breasts and then pull the shoulder straps overHarriet's shoulders and I did that. Now Harriet's breasts were trapped halfin and half out of the bra, but the part of the bra that needed to be underthe breasts was in place.She had me fasten the bra in the back and then she said, "Rachel now watchwhat I do with this breast and you do the same with the other.. It was quiet, apart from the rustle of leaves in the trees and the occasional hoot of an owl. Miles from anywhere, she slept easily with a window open for cool air and the back door ajar so her cat could come and go. There was a creak; the wind bending the branches of the trees outside, or the soft step of a foot on an aging floorboard. She slept on, unaware, bare breasted to the night. In fact, when the soft brush of her bedroom door across her carpet whispered into the air, she still.