. lesbian, or..." Nina," she stopped me, "You've been lonely, you've been unfulfilled. You met somebody exciting... and tender... and caring, and you-... here she had a little trouble getting it out--"you love her."I watched my friend carefully, wondering what thoughts were going on her head about me.She kept on, and I can see she was doing her best to soft-touch what must have been a shattering thing to discover about her closest female friend. "It is what it is. I'm no one to judge you. I just. "I sat on the bed next to her, stroking lightly on my cock while she continued. "He asked what mom had told me and I gave him the clinical description of sperm and the egg and the admonition that one shouldn't do anything about it until they were ready for such things. He asked if she had told me it was wonderful and I said she had told me that sex was fun. He asked if she had told me about masturbation, and I had to say I had learned about it from a girlfriend. He told me that was all he. “Could you please stand up on the coffee table and remove you’re shorts, so I can see the appropriate size for you.”“-But” I said.“No buts, I want to ensure you the best”. She demanded. So I thought I should do as I was told, kicked my shoes off, and slowing stepped up on the small wooden table. There, I looked as she stood in front of me and waited. I took my shirt off, and slowly removed my shorts. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. I stood. Speaking the words I longed to hear, she simply said, "Sir, yes Sir," softly offering me the gift of her submission. I arose from my chair and steadily approached her. Retrieving the collar, I placed it around her neck and locked it."You're My slutty whore, now, bitch," I whispered softly yet firmly into her ear before locking the leather restraints around her ankles and wrists.I then stepped outside for a brief moment, as was pre-arranged: For this first session, she wanted to play the role of.