There was an area between the buildings that kept you from being seen from the street or the buildings themselves. Of course, there was always a chanc... someone would either walk or drive down the alley, making you very visible.My submissive slut wore a black lace garter belt, black stockings with back seams, black spiked heels, black lace bra, and a black mini wrap dress, which tied in the front. Just before we walked down the alley I told her to put on her white mask and we walked to the. Keep well away from towns, especially towns where the Ladies' League for Truth and Decency was strong! Roberta wanted no more floggings just yet. Unlike Paula, whose backside was already craving for more lovely swishy strokes, she was quite happy to postpone her next whipping indefinitely - for ever, even! There was more to life than a succession of severe whippings - or ought to be!"What would the Slave do - if she weren't a Slave?" Paula sounded uncertain. Authority was all very well, but not. But then some of the crowd recognized the song I wassinging, and the energy in the venue transformed slightly and took on amelancholy feel. That feeling always occurred during the concert at thispoint, but tonight it felt like it had been compounded.This song had been written by my band, but it perfectly described theemotions and feelings that I wanted to impart to the crowd now. "Goodbye"was written about a girl leaving her boyfriend, but the upbeat song had ahappy quality to it that helped to. Though we’d been dating for about four and a half years, I had still stopped us from going farther than oral every time. Even though I always made sure to take special care of him and never left him to finish himself off, I could tell he wanted more. He never said anything but there was a feeling I got that he wanted me, especially after a moment like before where my using keys got him so excited. He so badly wanted to be my first. Maybe this time I would finally get the courage to let him have.