The drivers found out that i am submissive, but that my MASTER has just died in a traffic accident, and i was depressed because of the death, and did ...ot have a MASTER any more. Therefore, they planned to make me the truck stop slave for the rest of the year. i first was approached by a guy who look to be about 21 or so with long blonde hair and green eyes and a big bulge in his blue jeans he was the first one to DOM me that night i in fact fell in love with HIM and became HIS slave for about 6. She walks to her bureau with me close behind and as she answers, I continue kissing my way up her neck. My tongue swirls over her earlobe. It’s all she can do to remain calm as she talks with Bruce.When the call ends, Pam puts down the phone and says, “Bruce is on his way, he will be here in fifteen minutes. I will be right back, honey.””Pam goes downstairs and I go turn on the taps to the large drop-in tub.“Good idea, sweetie.” Pam says, sneaking up from behind. She puts her arms around my. As she read her hand went down to her womanhood and Janet began playing with her pussy. Not hard, not fast, just very slow and gentle. The more she read the wetter she got and her finger began rubbing the outside of her labia. She knew it was swollen, no that wasn't right, engorged with her own blood and the sensation was sending chills throughout her body. She ran her hand under the side of her panties and touched herself. She was dripping.Janet put the book down, closed her eyes and tilted. He told me that I had a beautiful vagina, something that no one had ever said to me before, and once more I felt pleasure, and lust, swelling up inside of me. Up until this moment, I’d never known that a woman could receive so much pleasure just through the simple act of exhibiting all of herself to a man. I had certainly never felt this way. But then this man was not like others I had met. He showed a genuine attentiveness. He really seemed to appreciate and respect my body like no man had.