It was an orgasm like none other he'd ever had in his life. It had to be for him to have passed out like he did. Daniel slowly regained consciousness, his entire body shaking uncontrollably and was surprised to find himself alone in the room. The door opened and he turned, dismayed to see the hostess instead of Mistress Yasmina and tried to cover himself up.
"Ah, I see that you are awake, Mr. Morganson." She strode over to him and released the manacles, then nudged a gob of drying semen on the carpet. "Must have been a good session. We've never had one out as long as you."
"How long was I out?"
"Almost an hour. Ringmaster said that you looked so peaceful that she didn't want to disturb you."
Daniel groaned as he rose to his knees, his back a web of pain and the remembrance of how he got the welts made him shiver again. "Did she leave anything for me?"
"Just instructions that you were to leave the items with me."
"Nothing else?"
"No, sir."
He wanted to cry. She had found something wanting in him and that was to be his only contact with her.
Just like Frank
. That hurt him deeply. He removed the collar and testicle cuff and dressed, his movements slow and filled with pain. The hostess left as he finished putting his jacket on and he was about to leave the room when he heard the sound of a phone ringing. He was surprised to find a strange cell phone in his pocket but dropped to his knees as he answered it, hoping that it was from her.
"Mistress?"
"Ah, you're finally awake."
At the sound of her voice, he almost collapsed into tears. "Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry to have slept so long."
