Katzman sent over your file," Harold Fagen said candidly, "and after going over it carefully, I concluded just as he did, that you have absolutely not...ing wrong with you physically, and that any problem that you may be having is most likely the result of some mental trauma!!!" I realize that," Marcia replied softly, "but what is it that's keeping me from having a sexaul climax, doctor, I'm only twenty five years old and still haven't experienced even one orgasm in my entire life!?!" Well," the. Your body is no longer yours to do with as you please. It belongs to us now. Now get busy and do as you were ordered, or do I have to punish you further?"I began to have some serious doubts about my decision to participate in the slave auction. This was getting serious. If it wasn't for the surge of excitement in my pussy when he talked about my body not belonging to me any more, I would have bolted immediately. But I was so high on lust by that point that I ignored all of the warning signs and. "So, enjoying the party?" he asked. I stared at him. *Die. Diedie die die...* _Now_ I was really pissed. "Val?" "What?" I said, switching to looking at Debbie. "Did you forget your Prozac tonight?" "Yeah.... do you have any knives here?" I asked the guy. "Realsharp ones?" "Uh," he said before Debbie led me off. "Just a little blood, please?" I whined as a parting comment. Thecouples who had missed the rest of the conversation looked at me alittle strangely. "He. I went over to count my drawer, and I saw Ryan glaring at me through the window. Last week I had mainly flirted with him, so he was probably jealous. It made me wet knowing that he was angry, and so I started to lean into Jared and whisper things in his ear. Ryan yelled at me to come into the kitchen but I ignored him and put my server's apron and started taking orders. After an hour I decided to take a break and since I don't smoke, I just sat outside and stared at traffic. My mind started.