Zoe is afraid of someone seeing her on the internet?? Of course she will be seen on the internet. Did I forget to tell her we belong to a BDSM online society. Everyone posts videos on the site. I’ve been posted there once myself.
With her fantastic performance I am sure her video will be viewed hundreds of times and downloaded almost as often.
I explain this to her but it only seems to upset her more!
I also explain to this is a website you must subscribe to. The annual fee is high enough that only true BDSM enthusiasts subscribe. Anyone watching her will be excited by her excellent performance.

As for someone masturbating to her video; I remind her two weeks ago she was standing naked in the window watching three men masturbate to her beauty she was proud then.
“Do you only want people to masturbate to you when you can watch them?” I ask her.

“So she wants to be bound?” Well I will be glad to oblige. After all it has been a long a day, a long weekend. I relish some time to myself.

She seemed to enjoy being hogtied last time so I do so again maybe too rough but she hasn’t complained. I know she must be sore from her weekend so I leave her gag off. I inform her she is to tell me if the binds become too tight.
“WHAT am I doing! I have become too soft on the slave!” I think to myself and bind her even tighter yet she never asks for mercy. GOOD!

I grab a glass of wine and settle into my chair to read for a while…
Good gosh I fell asleep! How long have I left Zoe bound?
TWO HOURS! I must go release her! But first I order us dinner. She can wait ten minutes more. I finally get my sushi. I have been craving it for weeks. I hope Zoe likes it, I have ordered enough for three people and of course mochi balls for desert yumm…

“So have you had time to think about your position and our relationship” I ask of her. She replies “yes” good I know I will enjoy my Zoe very much.
It will be a half and hour before the food is delivered and my pussy is becoming wet looking at her hogtied on the bed.
I shed my pants and climb in front of her face. “Eat me” I order my slave and she does so with an excellent tongue. “Is she enjoying this as much as I do” I wonder.

Finally after our feast it is time for Zoe to leave. I remind her I want her here promptly at ten next Saturday, my apartment needs cleaning. “And don’t forget your maids uniform!” I remind her as she walks out of the door.
Well she is doing so good. I think it is time to introduce her to terror.
“Wait till next Saturday my Zoe I will force you into terror you have never experienced before…”