"Don't worry. Everything will be okay, he reassured me, giving me another tight hug"We stood there just holding each other for a few moments, and then...I heard his father call for us. We walked back into the dining room and took our seats at the table tentatively.Mr. Sparks started to say something, but his wife interrupted him before he could get more than a single word out. "We know that there are a lot of bad things that happen to college students during spring break. We don't want you to get. I am unused to failure. I haven't experienced it very often and this came as a shock. I thought I was so well prepared. I was sure Howard would see that this was important to me and that he wouldn't deny me my need. He's never denied me anything I really wanted before. Why did he react so dramatically this time?I had to rethink my situation. I love Howard. I know I do. But I need some excitement in my life. I'm nearly fifty and I need this. I need someone to help me feel alive and desirable.. After only a few minutes I found that Imanaging the heels a bit more easily, though the slightly lower heelshelped my relearned manner of walking. You probably could have followedus simply by sniffing the cloud of fragrant mist I was probably leavingin our wake. The sliding whispery swish of the skirt against my smoothcalves was almost a sexual experience in itself. Also, while there wasstill a jostling tug with every footfall, the bra cups provided asecurity and control that made walking much. Suzy lowered her smoothly shaven cunt onto that lovely cock she knew so well, taking it deep in one downward sweep, then up again until only the tip was held between her outer lips.Then Rachael touched the partially healed weals and bruises on Suzy's back and shoulders, inflicted where they wouldn't show beneath a dress."They look sore - don't you have a safe-word? Mine is pomegranate" added Rachael brightly."No sweetie - you have to give up your safe-word when you become a slave. You learn to.