“Hi Heather! I have something I need to tell you but it needs to be person." Stacy said with a funny tone in her voice."I can meet you at the park i... an hour. Will that be ok." I asked.“Ok but be careful that you are not followed.” She said and sounded sacred.“What’s wrong?” I asked with growing concern.“I will tell you but not on the phone.” She said as she hung up.I got up and dressed and headed out the door of my parent’s farmhouse. I started the drive into town as my mind played my dream. Did I want her enough to risk years in prison? Not enough for a brutal one time rape, I certainly didn't! I cared much more than that about the girl, though I knew that was bizarre reasoning from a man willing to consider kidnapping her.That decision made, I began considering how I could have the girl of my dreams on a longer term basis, perhaps even long enough to form a friendly relationship eventually.I hoped this wasn't the twenty shots of scotch I had imbibed doing my thinking for me. I'm. Desiree made it perfectly clear that she wanted me to fuck her first because she knew that if I got my cock in Patrice that she would never get to feel it again. That wasn’t entirely correct because after all she lived right across the street and that I would fuck her every chance that I got. Anyway I did fuck Desiree first and then I watched as Patrice licked her pussy clean telling us both how much she loved the taste of cum. Patrice was very good and sent Desiree to new heights even after I. I made sure to keep us on task as Kitten wanted to play again.“Behave, Slut, or I will punish you and I am sure you don’t want that before I collar you.”“Yes, Sir, sorry. I will behave until we return and then I hope you have plans to drive me into the mattress tonight. Your slut needs a royal fucking to help her relax, Sir.”“You don’t have to worry about that. I have some very special plans already in the works for you. This will definitely be a night you, or Ben will ever forget.”“Ben, Sir?.