After the woman gave her the drinks, Stephanie sat down and picked up a shot glass and brought it to her lips, downing the strong bitter drink in one ...ulp. She relished in the warmth that was moving to her stomach. Stephanie quickly drank the other two shots and asked the bartender what her name was after telling her name to her.“My name is Rebecca, but can call me Beckah,” the bartender replied.Stephanie could not tell what it was about Beckah that drew her in. Maybe it was her smooth gentle. I didn’t have to think about it. I practically ran to the bedroom, grabbed my collar, stripped off all my clothes, then dashed back to the kitchen where I knelt, naked before him, and presented him with my collar.Well, almost naked. That’s the one exception to our equality agreement. He doesn’t trust me to behave myself when he’s not around, so he keeps me locked in a chastity device when I’m not under his direct control. He cites studies that say that bi-sexuals, of which I am one, have. There is nothing wrong with enjoying the art of love making, foreplay, and desiring to please. It's perfectly natural. As long as you don't sleep with multiple partners or go around talking about it all time, It's perfectly fine. To indulge in as much sexual activity that fulfils your lust is natural. You should never shy away from your sexual needs."Charlotte started crying. It was as if what I had said to her had caused a damn to burst open in her heart. A damn of pent-up emotion that. At that exact instant, the door to the guest house opened with a loud bang and Len Barkley's voice rang out into the stillness of the lust-filled room."Hi girls! Why wasn't I invited to the party?" he asked, smiling as he closed the door behind him."Daddy! Hi!" Diane cried excitedly, realizing right away that now things would get even more exciting!"Uncle Len!" Libby groaned, mortified that her uncle should see her like this, sprawled nakedly on the waterbed, Diane's mouth still hovering over.
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