"I... I don't... know. I guess there could be. Why do you ask?"She smiled at me as she said. "Well you are really a good-hearted man unless you are pu...shed, but what if there is someone out there as powerful as you with an evil spirit." I never even thought of the possibility," and then my arrogance kicked in. "Besides I'm more powerful than even the circle of light and they were supposed to be the creme del creme."Then she punched a hole in my hot air balloon. "You are sixteen and you have had. This particular day was a little different however. Occasionally I would visit my father, my parentsbeing 10 years divorced my father had remarried and they had gone on holiday and asked me towatch the house. My father is very wealthy and my step mum is very much a trophy wife so when Iarrived at their house to stay I couldn't wait to raid her wardrobe!I stripped naked, showered and removed the small amount of body hair I had. Walking into thebedroom I was nearly shaking with excitement. I went. The corner of his eyes crinkled, and he smiled wider. “Do not worry, I will help you. You can call me Michael.” Jane shook his hand sheepishly. With every word, Michael’s accented voice made her tremble, and little by little he chipped away at her anger. “Jane Rogers. I’m staying here for a week.” She gasped as Michael easily picked up her two suitcases and headed up the front stairs. She darted forward to open the door for him, protesting all the while.. I have been told that, as a mistress, I lack patience. Schwartz proved everyone right. Where I would have gone straight to physicality, Sheila milked it for time. She fussed with the bonds. She requested a larger gag. She acknowledged her photo and, by relation, the session with Jason. All the time, mister wannabe master was stewing in his juice.Then someone brought a riding crop. It made sense, since that is what Mistress Cynthia had used in the photo shoot, but it was not what she wanted..