Let me just explain you why I like reading stories and its specialty when you watch a BF or have sex with someone it’s actually in real and you have...someone in front of your eyes in the reality you would feel good seeing them naked and having sex but you can experience intense pleasure which is hundred times more when you leave it to your imagination. The girl can be anyone you want and doing the same things you like to do the most. That’s why I would like to write a story imagining my sex. I was introduced to the BDSM-slave lifestyle a couple of months back but that’s a story for another day…:)The pictures were very intimidating and I thought that this is the mistresses that I would love to serve and started following her regularly. I sent her many messages and one lucky day she replied to me, after that we started chatting more and more and she told me about her fantasies and I told her about my fantasies.One day we were just chatting regularly and suddenly she said to fix a day. When all the patients were transferred a convoy formed and was escorted by four state and sheriffs department cars across the bay to AAGH. Hanna’s station had their chopper follow the convoy. It must have been a real slow news day on the shore.In may not have meant much to the people that met the ambulances but to the JBG employees watching it was proof that no expense was too great for our employees injured in the line of duty to restore their health and body and mind.There would be no waiting. I think it would be&hellip,really great if you did that. But its totally up to you. If were staying here, you should shut that door, or else we need to be getting back. He smiled at me and once I got past the what the fuck?! part, I think I mightve been pouting somewhat. Inwardly I was thoroughly put out that he was putting it all on me. What kind of dominant didnt just take what he wanted?? Now I had to make some kind of choice. Obviously, any girl with sense (who wasnt a total slut) would.