Nothing more. They sit for an age, quietly hugging. They could be anywhere — any place, any time — safe in their own bubble.He moves… another ki...s, on her cheek this time, then, lifting her chin, he seeks her lips. They kiss, lips locking and lingering. Cupping his face, she breaks the contact but remains tantalisingly close. She whispers something and her eyes shine at his mouthed reply. She kisses him again, lightly, quickly, then scrapes back her chair. Time to move.Fumbling follows. In. After practice each morning, Coach Todd and assistant coach Ben called a few girls into their office. They all promptly left, looking upset. Next a list was posted for the next tryout date, growing smaller and smaller each and every day. Finally, after 4 days of grueling tryouts, 3 spots on the team were down to 4 girls. And I felt like the odd one out. I should not be here, and my suspicions were confirmed when I was called to the Coach’s office after practice. I felt devastated. What did my. I was theirs now. I am now property. A few days went by with the three of us exploring a few scenarios. Each one a little more envelope pushing than the last. I was instructed not to masturbate or touch myself at any time without permission. I needed to purchase a leash and collar before our first session. I have a leather ball spreader which they approved of after I sent them pictures while wearing the device. Now all I had to do was be available for online instructions as I waited for. He had just moved down to the coast with his recently divorced mom.Mrs B, was about 5'2", a really petite frame and prominent D-cup breasts. She had dark skin and long dark hair and stunning brown eyes. Even though back then she was just a little shorter than me she often wore high heels that made her taller than me.Over the course of the 2 years that i knew spent with B and his mum i noticed she'd become more and more flirty. She worked as an Estate Agent and would often wear translucent long.