I was sure that she was going to be all right. And then I found her after she'd taken a massive overdose." I slumped back and let the tears flow. Chri...t I was shameless. Oh well, set against the truly awful things that I'd done to her more than a decade ago it was just a pinprick, but it seemed like I'd wronged her again. I wiped my face and tried not to meet her eyes."Sorry, it's just that you look like her and she was called Jenny too." Shit, Andy, I'm so sorry. If it hurts you too much to. Gasping in precious air, fear swept through her as she realized her hands were bound tightly by the leather straps.Opening her eyes, she felt her Master gently kiss her lips.Brenda knew what was coming and she trembled all over. Her Master gently lifted her from the bed and carried her to the large wall across from the bed. The wall was bare except for a few large iron hooks and loops bolted to the wall.Reaching the wall, He let her down and allowed her to regain her balance. As Brenda stood. I hadnt seen him just yet but judging by the rumours that had been flying around, he was definitely something. My name is Rachel and Im a senior at Vanguard High. I had just turned seventeen, I stood at around 57, had a lean, athletic figure, dark hair that swept around my shoulders and firm C-cup breasts. I had had my fair share of guys (and girls). My junior year had been pretty wild for me jumping from one guy to another, having a sex tape leaked out, having to go through my parents divorce. Unflinching. It’s times like these that I wonder where the time went. I brush my teeth, then step into the shower. The burning water cascades all over my body, and I close my eyes. I love standing under the hot water. It really relaxes me for some reason. Ten minutes later, a knock on the bathroom door interrupts me. It’s my wife Nancy L’Herisson Simon and she wants to use the bathroom. I sigh. Can’t she wait? Damn. Five minutes later, I exit the bathroom with a dark green towel wrapped around.