He gave her wink and launched himself from the truck, taking the steps to the front entrance two at a time.In a moment, a thin fifty-something woman, ...ith bright red cats-eye frames dressed in a black with white striped tailored pants suit, strode out the door with him. She was still putting on her long coat as they came down the stairs. Anya hopped out of the passenger side and met them at the rear of the trailer.Before Travis could say a word, Madelyn and stepped forward and thrust out her. I was the kind of girl who yearns for control, both in situation and in mind. I was the kind of person who will view everything in every angle to prevent casualties. It was an ordinary night. Which means Im horny and reading sex stories to satisfy me in my laptop. Then, my phone rang beside me. Too busy reading a good story, I didnt bother looking at the caller, I just answered it. Hello? C-chris? A familiar nasal voice, followed by a sob, was the first thing I heard. Jess? Whats wrong? Yes. It. I didn't know exactly what to say. I knew I was going to have to wearthe set, so what was the point in protesting? "Su, sure," I said."Great! You put these on while I get ready for bed."She went into the bathroom and began running water in the sink. Iassumed she was going to shower. I dressed in the clothing she expectedme to wear. When I looked at myself in the mirror, the leopard underwearshowed clearly through the sheer white nighty and coverlet. I had toadmit it. I looked sexy. As. There, he tapped again."So, have you been a good little slut this week?”The question was couched in softness, belying the harsh reality of my position. For a brief moment, I couldn't process it. But the severity of my correction told me He’d already decided I hadn't. His false tenderness could only mean He wanted to push me to my limits. I wriggled as my fear asserted itself, and I nodded my head, claiming as best I could that I had been a good slut.I couldn't think of any rule I'd broken or.