She thought to herself. Lunch was over far too soon, she realized, and she still hadan hour or so before she needed to get back to work.? She decided ...o do a little of what she likedto call ?power snooping?, that is to say, she was always looking foropportunities to increase her potential, or just find another means ofdominating someone.? It felt like such anintense rush.? That?s when she cameacross a strange fetish store down the street. When she entered the place, it was relatively empty,. But given this chance, I had no intentions of saying no. My step daughter had a couple of friends spend the night. Kristina and Krystal were girls I'd known for quite awhile. Krystal was seventeen. Kristina was sixteen. Both were in high school, very outgoing, and cute. Krystal was a bit heavy, and a bit on the foul-mouthed side, with an obscene personality at times, and almost too graphic. It made me laugh, knowing her and my step daughter (who I could not even get to swear) would hang out.. Her name is Sarah.She's not married or anything. She just lives right by the college she's been attending for what seems like 10 years now.She's only 23, so I guess it's been five years.And now I'm alone. All the in-laws and out-laws live hundreds miles away or farther. I was left the big house in my parents will.I drive dad's three-year-old Infinity, and I'm plush with money. I don't ever need to work again.Most of my high school buddies moved out of town completely to go to college somewhere. When I think about it it makes me aroused and wet. When I reflect for longer (like now) I can feel a pressure in my chest which is the bundled up feelings and overwhelming devotion. I am his sub and will do whatever He asks me to do whenever he asks me and with whomever He decides. I do not need to think about it. This leaves me free to devote my attention to doing it well. In my vanilla life I am a decision maker and a driver and impatient to get things done. When I have decided on something.