They mentioned several names that I’ve heard, like in the news and on TV, as having been their most recent dates. But then both of them started to r...ally get hot and bothered when they began talking about this restaurant and motel. Apparently the owner of this place is just, well, to quote them, ‘to die for!’ And neither one of them seemed to have been able to catch his eye. So, I figured that, being a good, red blooded American girl, I’d come check him out. Couldn’t hurt, maybe I’d get a job. . y-yes... Master...”“Then do as I order!”“Yes... oooh... yes... my Master...”Julia rose quickly and hurrying to the chair, seated herself. Her sweat-covered body was trembling. Quentin smiled benignly then he filled the glass alongside Julia. “Have a drink,” he said.There was a dazed, non-comprehending look about Julia. She felt as if she were in a dream. “I... I... h-have my w-work... Master,” she said.“You have my order,” replied Quentin.Without delay, Julia picked up her glass and drank.. Her horniness and kink for danger and fear.In a more shy and vulnerable voice, “and how do I know you’re telling me the truth? That you won’t just eat me whole?” She asked, slowly sliding one knee across the other, her upper thigh rubbing across the other. Biting a single nail, her pouty lips hugging her teeth firmly exposing her whites just barely.“If I wanted to do that, I would’ve done it when you first laid that deliciousness on my face. But I do plan to eat you.” He replied with a devilish. She watched as I sat there and braided my hair into two long pigtails arching out of the back of my head and winding down to my shoulders. We went into the kitchen and where I made her breakfast. Over the table she told me that her fathers car was repaired and she would pick hers up today and disposes of the package in the back seat. She waited a moment to see my face light up with joy, before she informed me that she was also going to make some copies of the video we had made the night before..