The chamber is half-a-dungeon with its strategically placed hooks, rings and ropes. It has changed very little since my master left the premises; just...a touch of femininity here and there.I choose candlelight and a good book for the evening. The air that seeps in through the mosquito nets brings a stormy scent. Just as thunder resounds afar, someone knocks. My hopes are lifted, but it’s bound to be my eager pet again. My feet still are light as I float towards the door. It isn’t the girl.“Can. If he came back on Saturday night, I would tell him to go. I'd say that I hadn't bought the condoms he'd asked me to buy. He would leave, wouldn't he?On Wednesday, I retrieved the dress from the trash. As I washed and ironed the dress, I resolved to never wear it again. Was that a button missing? I found a replacement and sewed it on.On Thursday, I got on-line, and researched sexual acts between an adult and a minor. The first case I found involved a forty year old woman and a sixteen year old. He called me every name in the book while banging my face into his crotch area. When he let go I fell backwards on to my ass which reminded me I had a vibrator still stuck in me. He made me stand up and spread my legs and smacked my pussy several times pretty hard asking me if I had fun. He took me back in the booth and bent me over and stuck his fingers in me to try and get it out. I was pushing really hard and he was being really rough and that's when I really got scared that he pushed it so. "I promise I'm never going to push you into a home!"The old woman smiled. "Thank you, dear," she said. "So what are you planning?"Anya started, then she smiled. "I should know by now that I can't fool you." Well?"Anya shrugged. "I'm ... I'm not sure. Yet."The old woman nodded knowingly. "You'll think of something."**********Harold Jasper paused his narrative. "I must be boring you," he said quietly.Anya shook her head. "Oh, no!" she said quickly. "I learned from my grandmother that the.