While helping me overcome some of the worst anxiety I ever experienced I dragged him down into my hell. I wasn't his rock. Months of nightmares have p...lagued me since. Now I am showing him my strength and rebuilding our relationship in the hopes that I can become his slut slave once again. Earlier this year he told me that there may come a time when he would travel or just need a break from the BDSM world. He said during that time he may turn me over to another Master. Recently the nightmares. She turned and caught me staring at her ass. "You checking me out?" She asked"Yes," I replied. "I can't believe I am but yes I am checking you out! And very nice it is too!"Weirdly we sat and drank our tea talking about everyday stuff with the odd flirt and innuendo thrown in."Let's go in the lounge, it's warmer in there," She said.It was mid-January, so cold outside. "Yeh, I can see you're a bit nippy!" I laughed as I noticed her erect nipples poking at her jumper.She actually blushed and. Oh. There was more understanding contained within that thought. She hadn't just come to like the way he made her feel, but the idea that he could take control, even in some small way, allowing her the rare opportunity to be free from the burden of decision-making.Giles seemed to take note of her expression as the gears in her brain turned. "I've made a bit of a fool out of myself, haven't I?" he looked at her warmly, apologetically. "And I'm not just talking about the tea-- though that book,. I explained personnel hygiene, how to keep your private parts clean, hair removing and all.She told I never did it, I recommended to go for it, as it will be easy to clean during periods. Very next day she went for shopping, got a razor and blade, did her first pussy shave. I suggested her to use father’s shaving cream. After 2 days she was telling something is poking there, all that was quite enjoying. Another day we explained all about kamasutra, she was quite happy to know all that. One day.