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“Yes, Master May I go now?”

He frowned She was following his orders but her earlier arousal was no longer evident He’d thought she was a submissive type 3, the kind who needed to be reassured that theher was le and protest only so that he could defeat her and force her to his will Yet if that were so, she should be growing excited at the thought of a future battle of wills

Still, that was a puzzle he could work out later He didn’t want to cause trouble for her by keeping her longer than necessary

“You ht, after all around you are in bed for the night And bring me a dinner”

He released her chin and she nodded briskly, her gaze falling to the floor “Yes, Master”

He nodded “Go now”

She turned and ran fro up her purse as she passed it The door slammed, her shoes tapped rapidly down the wooden stairs then he heard the faint crunch and rustle of her footsteps against a shifting surface Pebbles? Shells?

He shook his head, dis the question as unimportant First he needed to determine exactly when and where he was Then he could worry about such minor details

There was no way to tell ti out for an eternity with no artificial intervals of mealtimes or sleep breaks to interrupt their lessons He didn’t kno many years had passed since his death, but frolances as the ed

Obviously, he’d been wrong That glowing plastic device she’d pulled fro he’d ever seen before Considerably more time had passed than he’d first suspected

He examined the contents of the room he’d nizably a television, although s a wooden cabinet to protect it The recliner was larger and operated more smoothly but otherwise seemed much as he re to judge if the rods and reels along the ere conte supplies see, jeans and a T-shirt, had been a co American women in his time

Stalking over to the television, he studied the buttons for astupid mistakes until he understood the world in which he now found himself, and mistakes were inevitably paid for in blood and pain It was ti

Sa in to check on her still-sleeping h, she hurried into the kitchen and began preparations for dinner

Nothing too co, she didn’t trust herself to chop vegetables without taking off a finger And browning meat would probably end up with the meat either burned or splattered across the stove Basic boiled pasta was about the liht

She bent down to pull the four-quart pot out from the back of the cabinet where her ainst her swollen pussy Clenching the countertop above her head, she bit her lip to stifle a moan of pleasure