Somehow I felt it was wrong. I was 11 before I realized that I was supposed to wear underwear under my dresses. Mother always wore a dress and so did ..., but she never wore panties and I never gave it any thought. I never wore them, either. It wasn't until I was at the playground with a neighbor friend and I saw that she was wearing something under her dress that covered her pussy. I asked her why she was wearing pants under her dress, and she told me she had to, that all good girls wore them. I. His fingers were forcing up her virgin cunt as she struggled even harder, trying to free herself, as she heard his zipper being pulled down. She kicked out as he squatted on her breast exposing his huge cock that throbbed only an inch or so from her face. She muffled much harder as he forced his huge cock head on her lips trying to force open her wet warm mouth. She tasted his salty pre cum leaking freely, making her gag a little as he forced his cock into the back of her throat, choking her. She put on the simple dress and sandals he provided and braided her hair. Then she sat on the bed and waited.He came back moments later and put her collar around her neck. Instead of her usual leash, however, there was a thick, heavy chain attached to the collar’s hook. He said nothing but led her to the Hovercraft for the journey to her new Master.The ride was quiet. Edward offered no conversation, which was almost better she decided. It would have been difficult to hold back her tears if. The months of summer passed in a haze of pleasure as they continued to get to know each other and Denver. Work was going well. They had met a number of other young couples in the building and had frequent parties at one apartment or the other. It was a neat group, very compatible in most everything. They went to see the Rockies games, the Broncos, the theater and they explored the mountains a lot. It all seemed almost too good.Then one Friday night at a party John missed Sue. He had been.