That left me with Sharon all to myself. She asked if I had had girlfriends before.“Yes a few,” I replied, “I’m not gay if that’s what you we...e wondering, far from it”She laughed, putting her hand on my arm. “I’m sorry; I’m so nosey aren’t I?“Oh, no problem. I’m more than happy to be quizzed by a beautiful woman,” I said with a twinkle in my eye.She laughed again, squeezing my thigh this time. “Flattery will get you everywhere,” she said smiling.“There’s an offer I can’t refuse.”“Bad boy!” she. " What do you mean, forced? How did he do that?"Jan smiled ruefully and said, "He did to me what women have been doing to men for centuries. I wanted to be his mistress. He had made love to me and it was the most exquisite experience of my life. He refused. He said the only way he would sleep with me was if we were married. So we are. I can't live without him."Anita blushed as a thought ran through her mind. She blurted out, "Could I see you bare?"Jan looked at the girl strangely, stood up, and. And he was very upset. So upset that he tied me to our bed, and put my blindfold and gag on me... and left. I was so sad, crying my eyes out. I craved the touch of my Master, and he was denying me. I knew I deserved it, but I didn't accept it. Let's back up a little bit. To what I did. "Master!!!!!!! TOUCH ME!" I yelled at him. And immediately covered my mouth, realizing what I just did. He looked over at me, with furious eyes, and grabbed me off the floor where I was kneeling, by his feet,. The dried juices on narrow crutch a witness to her anticipation and their foreplay the night before. I grabbed them instead and arching my back and slid them up my own thighs and pulled the material up into my sodden crutch. “Hey, their Cathy’s,” Chris protested. “She will get them back,” I lied. I stood up and dressed, then pecking Chris on the cheek left hurriedly. I sat in my car trying to make sense of my emotions; there was the normal Elizabeth, the quiet academic prude. Then there was.