I was relieved at this and felt that it was the best option, as we would surely fall out sooner or later, if we kept on as we were, but I was confiden... that threesomes would be more regular than just occasionallyAfter breakfast and our discussion was over Mum and Wendy cleaned and packed the inside of the van while I tidied up outside, and about mid morning we set off to make our way home, a trip we intending doing over a couple of days.We made good distance that day and after stopping and. I became obsessed with one time thrills. I liked the mystery, the excitement, and the freaky scariness of hooking up with people I didn't know. The scarier the better. But after a few months, the pool ran dry and once again I was looking for the next thing.So that's when I deepened my horizons when I began researching Master/submissive. I became intrigued with stories I read and videos I watched. I also started chatting online with Master's and subs. I knew I was a submissive person and. " Arnie, tell me your story. Be complete. Your life depends upon our opinion of your truthfulness. Don't leave anything out. Completeness and candor are your only hope." I said.He looked at me a bit. Then he began, "Before everything happened, I was married with a small son and a pregnant wife. The virus took them from me. I had to bury them myself. I sat around our house for a week or so doing nothing. We lived in the Charlotte area. Slowly, I came to realize that there were no people anywhere. I promise to be good.”Mr. Ries ignores her pleas. “Come here Mary” he commands.You stand as if frozen in place unable to more. Mr. Ries gives you a look of displeasure and stands up. He reaches forward and takes you by the upper arm and forces you to the side of the chair where he sits back down.“I suggest young lady that you do as I tell you,” Mr. Ries says. “Pull your skirt up Mary.”You moan softly and slowly you lift your skirt up. Mr. Ries reaches up and grabs the top elastic of your.