Simon Cowell - Behind the Curtain Ch. 04

When I wake up I find myself tied down spread eagle on the bed, wearing a pink leather harness and pink latex panties with a plug up my ass and a gag in my mouth, master was no where to be seen and his stuff isn't here either. Momentarily confused I start to panic and I look down and see a folded card standing up on my stomach, positioned in a way that denies me the ability to read it. I then realise that my week with master has ended and this must be how he wants me to be found by my new master. I lay there, bound and helpless for a couple of hours, straining against my cage until I hear a car pull up. Moments later the cabin door opens and none other than Sammy walks into the bedroom. He drops his bags beside the bed, picks up the card and laughs a little while reading it and then just stares at me smiling, eyeing every part of me up and down before finally speaking "well sissy you have certainly changed a lot since our last little encounter. Enjoying your new lifestyle ar

Well hello again, it's been a while hasn't it. I always find if you stumble across a good idea then its best to keep the public wanting more is what I say and like I've said before, I know a thing or two about the public and good ideas. If I remember rightly, last time we caught up, I was telling you all about the delightful Kelly Clarkson, she really taught me a thing or two about the American dream, absolute fire cracker that one, a whole lot of fun though. Now meeting Kelly was back in 2002 and it opened my eyes to the world. Like I said last time, girls were throwing themselves at me every time we were out on the road and Kelly happening didn't stop that, I'm only human, but the excitement of these groupies had definitely gone, most of the time it was boredom more than excitement. Even throughout season two of American Idol, nobody turned my head the way Kelly had done in her audition. I thought about having some fun with Paula again but she made it clear prett