Everything that had happened had been so amazing and filled her with absolute rapture. She had submitted so completely to Mistress when she accepted h...r collar, but as Penny had offered her as a sacrifice to Mistress's dominance, Sandy had felt something even deeper. She was more than simply a submissive slave to her dominant Mistress, she was a vessel of submission, channeling it and allowing others, even women as strong as Penny, to let go and find the submission they craved.As she thought. He jokinglysuggested that we should go to a motel and "blow-off" some steam.I think he was just k**ding, but when I said, "ok, let's go"he had to agree.I did wonder what in the heck I was doing, but I was reallygetting VERY excited. He checked in, then we drove aroundto the room.When we got into the room, he said we could take it as slow asI wanted, but I surprised myself by throwing my arms around himand kissing him wholeheartedly.Everything escalated. He and I attacked each other. We. The band was playing the fight song. Electricity was in the air. The team was about to run onto the field, and into the huddle. I was so excited! This was the big moment. I reached down, put my hands on my hips, and began the cheer, waving my pompoms. I could feel the rush of wind under my cute little paneled skirt. Along with the other girls, my youthful, slightly upturned breasts protruded from my sweater. We were doing such a good job getting the crowd going! I felt so perky! The cute. He hated when the other girls, the girls who whored for him, came back too marked by their clients. It meant they couldn't dance for him. Even through the haze of pleasure, I could feel the sting that told me he had drawn blood. I was at once dismayed and flush with delight that he would so boldly claim me.As I regained my senses, I realized I could not feel him over me. I shivered, wanting to open my eyes and look for him while remembering this was a dream and not wanting to shatter it glowing.