They all took up their places by the side of the door, awaiting thier queen.A minute passed when finally, in walked that tall dark stunning goddess, d...essed in her typical black leather skimpy outfit.The young girls bowed their head. Following behind her was Red, the young redheaded woman who she made into her human dog, crawling behind her owner on her hands and knees.The pale-skinned mistress walked around confidently, inspecting us naked hung up people as though we're cattle. She stopped. H. DeanShe was caught in a web of deceit; the lie of infidelity. Having hurt the only man she loved, she was willing to do anything to get in his good graces and save her marriage. In so doing, she is willingly led down the path to oblivion.Becoming BimboChapter 1I don't know how it started. No, that's not true. I know how it started. It started with me stepping out on him. But I was lonely and bored. He was out of town on business - like he always was. No, that’s an excuse. He always said I. An hour later I had eaten another four semen meals, while our companions downed beer and sandwiches. The last time I went to the bedroom Cindy motioned me to her. She leaned over to kiss me. When our lips met, my mouth was again flooded with fresh, sticky spunk. Cindy gave me a lovely smile as we licked out lips. "Now it's your turn, darling." She called the boys to join us in the bedroom. "I'm gonna give Bill his reward for being so nice." "Go to it, baby!" It was Donk who called out. They. Nobody here is going to criticize you for getting it on with Rich. We aren't babysitters. But, you know the rules. You memorized them before prom. I remember you reciting them as we danced. The rules apply here. Even if you see someone else doing something, it doesn't give you the right to join them. There's also the matter of sleeping arrangements. You are in the girls' dorm. Rich is in the boys' dorm. Probably, no one in either dorm would complain about watching you. But you ask first. If you.