Upon that stage, the innocent portrayal gradually changed as did I and soon became an intense fantasy, a fantasy I would live with for many years to c...me, and one I so many times longed for, to become a reality. CHAPTER TWO I arrived home after a night out and feeling rather restless still, even though it is quite late, I wasnt ready to settle down just yet. I figured a nice bubble bath would relax me enough to release me from the grasps of high energy. Heading to my bathroom, I began running. Then I entered her without any warning. She loved it. Her back arched immediately to greet my cock and she grabbed the back of the bed with one hand and the covers with the other and we rode together to a wonderful orgasm. I’ve always wondered what she had been dreaming about because she was ready immediately. Another time, she wanted to masturbate for me, knowing that I loved to watch. It had become our custom to have her come three times to my once. I can only come about three or four times. It pushed me further into subspace. I replied, "I am your sissy bitch and I am going to be fucked by you tonight." "That's my slut," laughed Mistress Sarah. "Now show me your sissy panties. Lift up that cute dress of yours and show me your pretty panties." I did as instructed. Mistress Sarah slapped my arse and commented on how cute my arse looked in the panties. I was made to bend forward. Then I felt my panties being pulled down to my thighs. Mistress Sarah said, "This should help keep. The building itself was still upright but part of the roof was gone, and the refrigeration unit was functioning on a generator.They brought her in about dawn, a frail-looking girl in shorts and a T-shirt with a swollen ankle. She appeared to be sleeping in the fireman's arms."I saw her limping on the side of the road. I think her ankle's broken," he said as he laid her down.She had a scalp wound that had darkened her blond hair, and bruises and cuts showing everywhere. I made her as comfortable.