Francois came back with a bag full of food and drinks, and was startled by the sound of orgasm filling the room. He remembered his little audio trick and walked into the training room.<br/><br/>"<strong>Cassie, I'm back, I wasn't too long was I?</strong>" - He lightened the room and looked at her. "<strong>You look so lovely in this position, I thank you for waiting patiently</strong>". He went to her and liberated her mouth, the ball was glistening with her saliva "<strong>I know it is uncomfortable the first time, but this is a very common accessories in this world and you will soon get used to it</strong>". He hung it to dry on the appropriate rack.<br/><br/>He opened a bottle of water and slowly made her drink. She had sweat all along her forehead, the poor thing was getting tired. "<strong>I hope you familiarized yourself with this room, tomorrow we'll begin to work on a few of these devices around here, so anything that you would like to try, don't hesitate to ask</strong>". Some of the water dripped down her body, around their breast, into her navel and running down the line of her inner thighs. "<strong>It feels good doesn't it? It's ok if it wets your stocking, and as you can see there is a siphon under you should you feel any need to relieve yourself, for which of course I wouldn't watch</strong>"<br/><br/>When she was done, he put the bottle down and very slowly made a circle around her, taking his jacket off that he laid on a bondage table. He loosened his tie a bit, took off his glasses and passed his hands in his hair.<br/><br/>"<strong>Master didn't hear a thank you from his Cassie</strong>" - the<strong>SLAP </strong>on her ass echoed in the room, and a second one. The harmonics in the is room were fantastic. He slowly untied his belt, thinking a bit of Susan.<br/><br/>"<strong>Now I know you're hungry, and you need to keep your strength, and I promise you will get a good and restful sleep tonight, but we need to advance on a few things before don't you think so? Let's not loose our purpose here.</strong>"<br/><br/>He stuck himself next to her, one hand under a breast, the other on her ass so she would also feel the cold steel buckle of the belt in his hand, he whispered to her "<strong>Tell the truth to Master Cassie, what did excite you the most when boys were trying to get into your pants?</strong>". He weighed her breast with one hand, "<strong>this feels delicious, Cassie, like a fruit from the garden</strong>" he tapped his forefinger on the nipple, curious to see how it would react "<strong>and are they sensitive?</strong>" and proceeded to draw a circle around it "<strong>why can I feel when touching you, that despite so many men wasting their seeds looking at your pictures, no man actually took the time to take proper care of you? Why is that Cassie? Virginity made you feel like a good girl? Was it the custom in your backward backyard?</strong>". He pinched her nipple a bit, then  rubbed it some more. Would she actually confide in him?<br/>