Before he has even touched me, I can feel a damp patch on my panties and feel my lust rearing up like an animal.Ghostlike fingers nibble the buttons o... my blouse and I blush as Josh uncovers my tits. "Don't look at me," I plead with him.Gently, but irresistibly, he lifts up my arms and pins both wrists above my head. He opens my shirt still wider.Now his fingers are tracing a soft path over my bare legs, tickling under my knees. He unzips my skirt, pulls it gently to the side. His fingers slip. They are pushed inside and tied up and a gag is put onthem.Just before the final one Mary has her gag put on her shesays where are we going? “Why you are all going to the slaughterhouse and meatrendering plant my dears”.The girls all try screaming in terror as the door is closed.Edith bangs the side of the truck twice “ Ok takethem away!” She bellows and the truck moves off.As they drive out another minibus of young exited women arecoming in and look at them confusingly.The girls try to screem. As time has gone by I find it has become a need of mine on a fairly regular basis from either male or female Dom/Dommes. Finding one has now become harder as I have got older and almost impossible as the websites I used have shut down. There seems to be only one way to get my needs sorted and that appears to pay as BDSM is still quite taboo with many too careful to venture with an unknown. I have many fond memories of several sessions and one in particular.I was contacted by a regular TV BDSM. He'd accepted her marrying his father without question and Janice had relished the challenge of bringing up her stepson. She knew she'd done a good job. He was polite and courteous, good-looking and, most importantly, helped his “Mom" whenever he could. But nowadays his full attention was reserved for Stacy, his girlfriend. Janice sighed mournfully, Alone in her bed, Janice often heard them making love. She didn't want to think about the times she fingered herself, listening to their youthful.