“As long as he does as he’s told.”I had to admit that I was a little scared but in turn that also excited me. Up until now I would have describe... myself as strictly vanilla when it came to BDSM but looking at Maria stirred something inside me. “What exactly did you do with Derek?” I found myself asking.Marcia smiled. “Would you really like to know exactly what we did with him?”Her look into my eyes frightened me as I nodded. She smiled once again. “Tell you what,” she said, “rather than spoil. She said she wanted to see it when I tried to cover up my erection. By now I was sitting up on her bed and was using my hands to cover up. I removed my hands and allowed my cock to stand proud. I wasn't going to argue when she could easily tell our parents.She was older than I was and there I sat without pants on her bed my erection twitching at her. I was terrified but still hard. She reached out and grabbed it. She began to stroke my cock asking me if that was better.I just nodded and reached. Izzy stared into his computer slowly dissolving into nothingness.The unmistakable sound of a woman moaning bought Izzy back to the world. The sound came from the cubical next to him. He stood up and saw a group of men standing around a computer. On the screen a drunk woman no older then 18 began taking off her top and moaned softly. Izzy couldn’t believe what he was seeing.“Are you guys watching porn over there?”The owner of the cubical turned to him with a look of disgust on his face.“Dude. She'd reached up so fast neither I nor Marissa realized it until we heardthe metallic click of the dog snap closing on the collar loops."Come along Kittens," she giggled. And began to walk leading us through thecrowds, who turned and stared.The third time I felt the leash grow taught, Marissa reached out and placedher hand in the small of my back. "A good kitten never lets the leash gettight nor too slack," she said. "Just watch Miss Gina and learn toanticipate her movements." After a few more.