So please pull up a rum and coke, get cozy onyour bed or sofa and let me share with you the details of submission.The past 6 years of my life included...serving Mistress Veronica and herhusband, followed by several years as Mistress Shelley's property. Manyof you witnessed live on the webcam, as Domme Eva over saw the changingof my tattoo and my descent into the world of being un-owned. I joinedthe ranks of so many longing for complete ownership, but not doinganything about it.I thought I was. I had to rest the book on my lap to conceal the erection. Suddenly Chelsea jumped from off the machine and lost her balance and started falling forward toward the floor. I launched myself out of the chair just in time to cath her in my arms. I was surprised by how light she was, but could not help exploiting the incident by smelling her hair which was lightly perfumed. But my act had revealed my little secret and the bulge was on display a few inches away from her face. I went pale and cold. . A second plate of cheeses, finger breads and fresh fruit were placed between my knees. Mistress picked up a long wooden skewer. Sticks a cube of cheese, dips it in the melted chocolate… then takes a bite. She drips a trail of hot melted chocolate across my thigh and belly and I jump. “Careful there, slave. If you knock over the fire, I will guarantee the whole bowl of chocolate will give you nasty burns… and I hope the sterno would not cause you too many third degree burns!” I moan. “Are. "Molly gave a little nod. "I'm afraid so."Carla began to grin, pleased to discover that her friend had shared that particular perversion."It happened this afternoon, just after I left you in the cocktail lounge," Molly explained. "There was a bitch in heat in the garden, and a couple big dogs were chasing her. Normally, I wouldn't have thought anything about it, but after all those things that you'd been telling me earlier... well"You fucked a dog?" Carla asked eagerly.Molly saw that Carla was.