Shy Blonde Camgirl - She then bends over the kitchen table to eat food.

I can hear her speaking into her phone. I can tell from the little voice of her own breathing how sweet and good she is. Then I hear the snap of clothes pins as she and Shy Blonde Camgirl to finish. The glasses were being clucked around and around in my head. I am confused and scared. My heart is racing a mile a minute. All through the world I hear her whispers and whispers of her being happy, how happy she is. She belongs to me. She gives me the gift of my life. Just as I birth her, I end up with nothing in the whole world except the need to satisfy my own hunger. It was four hours later when I finally went to my grandparent's house and opened the door. Shy Blonde Camgirl was standing there wearing only a bathrobe. Granny had given me a head start on things. I walked up to her and pulled the robe open. She was very surprised and started to say, "What did you say?" But I just put a finger to her lips and walked her to the stairs. She thanked me and we started our way back down to the basement.

I could hear her mother, who was still in the kitchen, loudly telling Shy Blonde Camgirl to put more clothes on, that she was proud of her new boy, that she didn't think he was very hungry. I told her that I'd only had a few hamburgers and that my stomach was still upset from before. We were just as unsteady on stairs as our previous encounter, so I encouraged her to take her new toy to the bedroom. She agreed and I let her out of the dungeon. She was already naked, so she no longer needed clothes for her pranks. Naked on the stairwell with her brain in the pit of my belly. It was a happy surprise to me that she had phoned my office this morning. I told her to expect me then. She rang and said she could not reach me. She said she didn't have the phone. She asked me to make it a two-step thing. I agreed. I would tell her that I was her boss if she called for it. After a knock on the door, she opened it. I was dressed in a two-piece crew one-piece blouse and a sweater.

I had a pair of handcuffs on my waist. Her eyes were dancing all over the place. She asked, "What am I doing here?" She was amazed to hear a voice that belonged to my boss. I told her that I was her Sir. She asked, "Who's boss are you?" I told her that I am your Master. I'm your mind. You have your thoughts, your feelings, your desires. You are mine. You can't deny them. She went to her walk, saying her good byes. I had a hard time going after that can. So I told her that I'll be back for her. That I have something in mind for her. My walk did not include the stairs to my apartment. Well, someone must have heard her. Someone who could hear my footsteps on the stairwell..