However, her mom’s hair was not as rich, a bit browner than red, more of an amber. ‘Would you mind, Matt?’ this came from Dad, looking out for ...e as always. Dad knew I hated when Mom assumed I’d be more than happy to do whatever they told me. Dad had run a comb through his hair, but next to Maddy’s dad, he still looked relatively homeless in his wrinkled red polo shirt and khakis. Maddy’s dad was movie-star handsome. He had dark brown hair and a square jaw. He filled his shirt with muscles. I. My base instincts respond to the attention in the warm room.I half expect to be hooded soon, but instead, she produces a big O-ring gag. I open wide for her to fit me. "Tonight, my pet, I want to hear your anticipation, excitement, lust, and pain, make me believe." Hooking her index finger through one of the collar's many D-rings, she gives a slight pull and commands, "Follow."Mistress leads me down the hall and opens the door to a dimly lit 'room,' which couldn't be much larger than a. . very sexy and held me nice and snugly.I went back down stairs into the kitchen where she was waiting leaningagainst the counter."Ok," she said, "drop the jeans."Which I did .... "They look good on you," she said stroking my front."Oh and I can see that you are starting to like them." With that sheflicked the front of my panties turned and left for work.I stood there wondering what to do I actually didn't want to take themoff so pulled up my jeans and started to write the computer programmeI'd. What felt like a moment was longer, as I must've fallen asleep. I don't know how long I slept. Suddenly I sat up groggily and looked around. It was uncannily quiet. Even the wildlife was silent. My arms had goosebumps as a chill fell over me. I had a feeling that someone was watching me. My eyes adjusted to the darkness, and I looked around. I saw a shadow only a few feet from my camp. Whoever or whatever it was made me wish I hadn't accepted this stupid dare. The shadow moved towards me. There.