We started dating in middle school, but waited until our senior prom to have sex, I mean we did stuff like fingering or blow jobs from time to time, b...t we were both pretty popular in school, and our friends helped us keep our minds off of sex.Fast forward to this camping trip that we took on the way to college, because we were both accepted to the same school. We were young, had a little cash, but we wanted to start living for the first time in our lives.As we were driving we decided to save. One man asked if I was Master John’s slave for the evening and I lowered my head and nodded yes. It actually felt good to acknowledge to someone that I was under someone’s control. Finally, Master John advised that it was time for our room reservation. He have a gentle tug on my leash and asked me if I wanted to go. He said that if I agreed, there would be no turning back. I worked up my courage and told him that I did. I quivered at the thought of being alone. He prepared and lubricated me sufficiently and manipulated me in the most correct fashion for that purpose,” Lorraine stunned me with this news, as what she described would be statutory rape in my time.“From your astonishment, it is clear that such behavior would be socially censured or perhaps even expose one to criminal sanction, but in this century, it is more than a little commonplace. The opportunities for the sort of abuse of authority that might constitute your concern are rather limited. I guess it was compassion. I felt I deeply loved this man. I felt so bad for what he was going through. I kind of wanted to hold him. Though our ages were so apart and I don't know if he would ever find that so comfortable to do.I couldn't help but notice he slipped a hand into his pocket. At just a brief moment I think I caught some lower abdomen and delicious pubes! Nah. Must have been my imagination.This old man was getting me hot and bothered. I still am not sure why he wanted me over that.