.. and oh so fuckable."I thought the worst that could happen was my death..." she said in a softer tone now, "I never realized that I could become ......a slave," she whispered the last part. For a moment there she had sounded truly broken. I liked it when she sounded like that."What difference does it make?" I asked. I would lead her down a road of submission. Visions of Maria and Cariel on their knees in front of me danced across my mind. They would be sisters in blood and sisters in service.I. Or was that Chick? "Just how old are you?" Ask me no secrets." he paraphrased before bending me back into a dipwhich made my head spin ... or was it the wine? As he brought meupright, I readily admitted that my journalistic instincts oft got inthe way of a good time. But this only meant the matter was deferred notforgotten. When we segued into an impromptu tango, what was deferred allbut disappeared before a flood of joyful abandon.It was honestly one of the most magical evenings; as man or. She was very hot. After staring she suddenly said "now you." I smiled and said "OK, if it will make you happy." I stripped and with my huge bonor flinging out of my underwear, I could see the high interest on her face. A brief moment of silence before she asked "Can I touch it" she asked nervously. I said "do what you would like" trying to see how far she would go with this. She reached for it nervously, then she new it she had it in her hands, stroking it back and forth, it felt great. I. This was when I d**gged her. I gave her the proper dose of "ghb" for the 4 hour sleep. It was now about 830pm, we moved into the front room to watch the video I had rented for her. She laid on the couch, as I got her a pillow and blanket. I told her I wanted her to be comfortable for the movie. I popped the tape in, and about 45 minutes or so into the movie, she fell asleep. It was now 930pm, and she was out cold on the couch. I immediately shut off the TV and tried waking her. She was.