But I should tell you, I'm planning on keeping my panties right where they are tonight, thank you very much."I sighed theatrically. "Fine ... but mayb... someday?"She looked at me like she was up to something. "You don't understand." What?" I told you, I'm keeping my panties right where they are." Uh ... yeah?" They're in the top drawer of my dresser back at the dorm."After looking at her in amazement for a moment, I hugged her fiercely. She hugged me back, then after a moment she leaned. You mention to me that you noticed how the waitress looked. You also notice that she is hot and wouldn't mind having a go with her. After you tell me your feelings you reach over to me and unzip my pants, and pull my cock out right there. your hand feels so good on my cock. your hand fits me perfectly. I love the softness of your skin and the warmth of your body. you slowly begin to stroke me. About twenty minutes later the waitress gets to our table with our food. she can clearly see what you. Her name was Missy. Normally she was a very pretty little girl, a few months younger than me, and very petite. Right now she was bedraggled and naked. I found this very erotic. Were I a male and free to do as I wanted I'd have raped her. I guess what had been happening inside my pussy and rectum had changed me, hopefully not permanently. I wasn't sure I liked the fact that the sight of her pert little tits, abused pussy, stuffed anus, overall helplessness, and sexy body were turning me on. . Not the cane." Master takes the cuffs and spreader and steps away with fire in his eyes. "Present yourself slut!" OH NO, Master is upset with me. I drop to my knees and present myself again...knees wide apart, palms face up and open on my thighs, back arched and my head is bowed towards the carpet. Part 2:I must not cry. Tears will show weakness and a lack of trust. Why does Master think I do not trust him? Why is Master not talking? He must be disappointed in me. I hear Master moving, but.