As I entered the lobby a middle aged man behind the desk said, “Mr. Price, your bags have been found by the airline and we took the liberty of putti...g them in your room.”I thanked him with not much thought about anything but the questions floating through my mind. I opened my doors and was surprised to see four suitcases setting in the bedroom of the suite. Each one had a handwritten tag with a barcode; it had “D. Price” on the tags, which I assumed meant my name, Dan Price. But I had one. Go ahead, give them a fondle.”Andy didn’t need asking twice. He gently caressed her breasts and felt how perfect they were through the fabric of the dress they were both wearing. He turned them both side on to the mirror and held one hand on her breast and one hand on his own ass in a classic bimbo model pose. They both laughed at the ridiculous sight, but again they moved closer together.Two hours later they had tried on every outfit and admired themselves in the mirror. Sam had suggested. "The young teenager was about eighteen, blonde, and had deep blue eyes. And she looked familiar! "I'm sure it will, miss. We should exchange insurance cards and addresses." Right. Let me get my insurance card." Then she returned to her car.In the meantime, I did the same and tried to think about why she looked familiar. She was certainly an adorable little thing, so no matter who she was, I wanted to get her into bed if at all possible.As we exchanged insurance cards, I read hers and that's. I want you to take your submission back, Dominique. I want you to take responsibility. I am going to take you to your limit, pet, and I want you to decide your destiny. Do you understand?" "Y... Yes, Sir," I nodded slowly, trembling. "Y... You want me to say 'red'." "That's right. I want you to use of your safe word when you can stand it no longer. I want you to decide." "Th... Thank you, Sir." I don't know what made me thank him. I chewed my lip and concentrated. He moved close and I was.