Just two final touches: first. there were the jangling ankle bracelets he had been wearing to every meeting with Master since their third encounter. ... He had ordered them from a website catering to belly dancers, and both he and She had been delighted with them. They tinkled and jangled with every step he took, and consequently they "belled" him like the proverbial cat as well as branding him a bit as the Gorean pleasure slave that he liked to fancy himself. Second, he fastened white gold. Night was young and alcohol got so into my head that i had to go on the dancefloor and dance just freaky and crazy when all of a sudden realy gorgeous hot milf mom spotted me...I looked at her, went to her and i realy said dumb starting line but somehow it made her laugh untill we talked and talked for such a long time...She was at that pub for the first time and asked me where the restrooms are...Well i was a gentleman and i showed her where to go only this time none of her friends wanted to. I know this is a little repetitive, but I could hardly say anything else."You didn't complain a few moments ago," he punctuated this moment by abruptly slipping a finger into my damp pussy, "and I would say that you really aren't complaining now, either."For the first time he moved to where I could see his cock. It was only the second cock I'd seen in my life and it was a lot thicker than the other one and, it seemed impossibly long in comparison. Mr. Edwards saw me staring and he took it in. It felt like hours, Master hadn't come back in, I heard the stereo on. Playing his favorite song. "Lips Of An Angel" I felt tears slip down my face as time went on, it must be 1 am now, Master hadn't come back in, the stereo had been turned off, and I heard Master go into the extra bed room. Morning sometime I was sleeping, but I felt hands come around my waste, and my blind fold taken off, I woke up, I saw Master's beautiful face. He looked happy again, he spoke to me "slave, your punishment.