His hands fanning open and caressing the upper part of her chest. His presence looming as his chest rubbed her back.  Thumbsstill massaging into her shoulders as he smiled to himself again at her words and the way she was reacting to him.<br/><br/>"First?, I think it is more ...both.  There is nothing that says you are not still woman even if slave.  Not to a true Master.  In fact all you say can be.  Some that wish call themselves Master perhaps would disagree.  Though as I said, your Master would need to see more in you.  See what it is in your heart , and soul.   What you truly are Madison."<br/><br/>His warm breath continued to play over her ear, taking his time. Wanting to leave her reeling in the uncomfortable seat.  Wanting her reacting, not thinking.