Being the master felt like the role she deserved to be in. She'd been raised to be aggressive, and she took that out in the men and women she went to ...ed with. And the men she expected to be able to handle her without first restraining her. Not that she could blame Norlis. She knew she'd look good stripped and bound. "No," she said, "I prefer to have a say in things." She raised her leg, hooking it around his. She didn't want him to stop. Dommia was surprised again to see. ? ?This22 year old woman was sultry, lithe, and alive as she had never been.? She put her leg down, her twenty minute longroutine at an end.? With sweat drippingoff of her nose, hands, and legs, she walked wearily but confidently from thestage.?? Many of the men were clappingand yelling while a few wrote something down or made voice notes into taperecorders and cell phones.? She hopedthey were writing good things.? Sheprayed that a rich man would purchase her; not one of these animals that. As usual she complained about it raining, it being cold, something orother and said she didn’t feel like it. The anger swelled. She needs to know that I am a man and I have needs.She needs to know that the world doesn’t revolve around her. She needs tounderstand her place! He bit back his remarks, swallowed his pride for the last time andsweetly begged her to come with him. After about 10 min of begging shefinally agreed. He warmed up the little SUV they owned and out she. A sleeping pill went down with the first large glass of vodka, then two pills with the second one and I started to cry, I kissed a photograph of Tommy senior and my son and then I swallowed some more pills washed down with more vodka and waited for sleep.Someone was banging in the background, I tried to shout at them to go away but instead my mouth filled up with vomit, I threw up all over myself and went back into oblivion.My memories were very vague about what happened, I have a hazy.