“Here Bitch.” My Master called. I got up off the floor and go over to him. “You can still smell the piss on it from this afternoon.” he said g...rinning. There’s another knock on the front door. Another young man has joined us, in his early twenties. My Master introduced everyone but me.From how he’s acting it seems he hasn’t been here before. My Master told him what’s what. “This is my pet it’s here for our amusement, it has no limits, but please don’t damage it.” The young man smiled and was. Persecuted without mercy for witchcraft and suppressed occultscholarship, cloaked figures performing in secret at all the ancientsacred sites: as emissary for a revitalized Goddess, Irene truly feltblessed.To be chosen along with many other powerful souls to be reincarnated inthis era, a period of transition, a hard but special time. At least onthis cosmic mission, she never had to suffer through marriage at thehands of impure males.In a blessed age of transition to more sensible, goddess rule:. Time to get down to business.She got off the bed to stand at the foot. She straddled his legs, crawling up till she could grab the waistband of his shorts and she worked them down pulling them side to side till they cleared his hips. Then she moved off the bed to pull them to his ankles and over the rope to take them off. Adjusting the straps that held his ankles, she was able to pull his legs apart to fasten the rope to the corners of the bed. She looked up to not only see him watching her,. I had done myself up to the bestof my ability and knew that I looked good! As I put the finishingtouches on, I got my favorite part, the shoes! I love shoes andtonight, I was wearing a pair of 4" stiletto Roxy heels. These are thetypes of shoes worn by strippers and they were hot. I figured that ifnothing else, all the guys would know I was a slut!Keep in mind; this is about 3:00 in the morning, (I am kind of crazylike that) so I sat off on my journey. Not expecting too much really, Ijust.