And now I'm 22 and my favourite pass time is fucking and humiliate women, but not just like that I make them like it and want it and depending on thei... age, social status and what I can make them do willingly I give myself points.Now take the 40 year old married woman sitting with her husband and two k**s just a few tables away, we are at a small café and it one of those smaller ones with just one bathroom. And after just 5 minutes of my gaze and a few winks she tells her hubby she have to use. I drove by her shop and noticed that she was still there, so I stopped in. She was dressed in this tight tan-colored mini-skirt and a low-cut top. I knew this was my chance. Darkness had fallen, so that made things a little easier with the shades being pulled. We talked while she was cleaning up and while she was preparing to close the place up. After a while she finished and locked the door and sat down. After chit-chatting for a while, she got up and was standing at one of her counters. Now me I was 62 and built like a tank, hours of doing rugby, wrestling, karate, anything violent really, had muscled me up, I had short brown hair and light stubble. I must have had a very disagreeable face as I constantly got into fights resulting in some scars. I never considered my handsome, and the scars just made it worse, but I was happy go lucky so nothing could get me down and one or two girls did fall in love with my deep blue eyes. I was watching TV when she walked into the living. She was so beautiful I couldn't bear to look up into her eyes, but I could feel her glare, and it numbed my brain into obedience. I proceeded mechanically trying hard not to think about how ridiculous I felt ... or what I was doing ... and how fucking crazy I was for willingly coming here today. There was no use resisting at this point. If I ran, Alex would just shock the hell out of me with this collar.No, I had my chances to back out. This is really going to happen now.She watched quietly,.