Imean, going home with a guy for the first time, and jumping into bed withhim. This the first time I've ever doneit." "Why did you?" "Well, we'...e already known eachother for a while now. It's not like we're strangers. We're friends" "That's right. So why are you explainingyourself?" "I justdon't want you to think that I'm a slut or anything." "You'renot a slut," hestroked my hair, then added, "But I wouldn't mind if you became my slut.My obedient black slut." He strokedmy hair. "You have such a cute vibe that just screams 'ravish me.' She won't be able to resist. She's a hot blooded-slut. Trust me!"Abigail loved to dine on fish taco, and devoured mine for an hour straight two nights ago. The girl had an insatiable mouth. She'd eat little Tomoyo for breakfast. I wanted to see that! I pressed my thighs together, moisture trickling down my leg. Damn! I needed a nice cum.Well, it was fun getting spanked by Mistress.The elevator dinged. Two bodyguards, 49 and 50, guarded. It was only then that I realized the sexual connotations of bondage. I was now 15 years old and sexually curious. Once I realized the power and sexual stimulus involved in the tying up games I began to encourage my playmates to play these games on a more frequent basis which they did for a while, but then they began to complain that tying me up was becoming work and they might rather do something else like play ball.After several weeks of no bondage I felt like an addict in withdrawal I had a. Isn't there something that you most fear telling him?" Ginny was looking at me with her most penetrating gaze.I couldn't understand what she was getting at until ... until. "Oh my god. I can't tell him that. It will kill him. It will end our marriage right then. I can never tell him." I had moved to panic mode."What if he already knows?" He can't. You're the only other person that knows. You wouldn't tell him. How could he know?" I don't know. But it's a dangerous game you're playing. He didn't.