Sie waren sehr fordernd und schrieben immer gleich und ganz offen, was sie alles sexuell mit mir anstellen würden. Bei den Chatts, meistens Abends in...meinem Bett, waren nur selten meine Finger nicht in meiner Muschi. Ich konnte mir diese Geilheit auf so viel ältere Männer gar nicht erklären. Aber sie machten mich einfach geil.Es geschah an einem Freitag-Abend. Es musste ja einfach so kommen. Ich war bei meiner Freundin Anke und wir schauten DVD s. Heimlich tranken wir einen selbstgemachten Mix. So, I go back inside to find my car keys. I am still wearing the same sundress and G-string panty that I wore to the club earlier today. I figure that neither probably will be on once I get to the club, so I just grab my keys and head for the car.While I am driving, all I can think about is what it will be like to serve as a Golden Room slave sometime in the future. I am actually considering joining the club on their 30-day plan. When I get there, the valets aren't anywhere to be found. So, I. " I said"Why thank you sir." she grinned, "Is that what makes you love me." Well the fact that its part of you is a contributing factor." with a grin I kissed each eye and that cute nose before my lips found her soft compliant ones. The kiss grew more passionate, her mouth tasted sweet like strawberries. Our breathing deepened, with one hand I found a round breast, cupping it through her flannel shirt, it was a firm mound about the size of a small grapefruit, that's the closest comparison I. I dragged myself out of bed and went to the bathroom. Ilooked like hell. My face was swollen from the tattoos and I lookedphysically beaten down. I burst into tears as I sat to take a pee. Whathad I done? There was no going back from any of this? Was this reallywhat I wanted?Yes. This was exactly what I had asked for. I'd never had the guts to gofor it before, but thanks to my Master it was now all completely real.My tears of anguish turned to tears of gratitude. I started to repeat mysissy.