It felt especially depressing to go from the high of being an acclaimed national champion to the low of having his parents upset with him as a teen-ag... son. His mother finally added, "Your father and I will have to discuss this further and decide on your punishment. Please go upstairs to your room and write a letter of apology to your coach. We will come up and see you soon."Dave dejectedly carried his suitcase upstairs. He wrote the letter by hand and planned to type it onto the computer. There were several middle aged men, the clerk behind the counter, Bryan and me. I seemed to be attracting a lot of attention from the male patrons. With my nipples poking proudly and my panty-less ass barely hidden under the hem of my dress, I was both nervous and excited to be forced into this bizarre situation. I was scared being dressed like this with a room full of strange men, but it also aroused me. I felt so naughty. We saw teddies, edible panties, hand cuffs and whips, and countless. Kerkman looked at the audience and asked, “This is the last time I am going to ask. Do you really want to see this poor girl with so much of her life ahead of her drown in this way?”Again the audience cheered him on.Rachel looked at Megan with a questioning look and Megan shrugged her shoulders like there was nothing they could do. “You’re in a different world here.”Rachel looked on helplessly as the water rose above the screaming girl’s knees. She turned to Henry and asked, “Shouldn’t we do. If you want her to stop, tug on both at once. To make her ‘go’, poke her with both heels. Watch me.”He then made Slag turn left and trot out of the barn. I tried what he had done, and Slut responded very smoothly, turning and following her mate.It all felt very strange, at first, as we rode out through the field, like being on a golf-cart with a really bumpy ride. But after a bit, things seemed to settle into a rhythm, and I didn’t mind it at all. In fact, I had to admit, it was pretty.