"Thank you, master," she said."You're welcome," I responded, "but I am not your master yet." Yes, sir, you are. Look at me," she said, gesturing down ...er body. She was turning black and blue on the places that I bit her lightly, and she had red welts where I had bitten harder. "You've marked me as yours, sir. I am your slave."This was completely unanticipated. I had bitten her in the passion of the moment, to get back at her for biting me. To me it had been part of the game. It was apparent,. I watched the waste I had expelledswirl away below me, off to some sewer. Bizarely, I actually felt aperverse sense of pride at the sheer mass of it, that I had pushed suchlarge turds out of me. Bethany stood up, grabbed a wad of TP, and began towipe the poop off of me. It took several wads to clean the entirity of herenormous ass, each pass coming away with less brown, but she dideventually get me clean to her satisfaction, as she stopped. I could stilltaste some shit on me, though, so it. Mark and I were just hanging around the bar when he noticed her on the dance floor dancing a fast tune with a few of her girlfriends. Man, could she ever dance. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. When it switched to a slow song Mark and I both went to approach her. Luckily I got there first and she accepted. She was so pretty and danced like an angel. It was damn near love at first sight.I walked her back to her table and started talking to her. She was an only child, going to school for. You're an amazing man, don't forget that. I have you in here now," she said pointing to her heart. "No matter what, there are some bonds that can't be broken."Gregg still looked at her blankly. She had to admit to herself, her words were coming out more obtuse than she had practiced. "Look, I said it much better in my note. When you get back to camp, just read it. I have to go now. The cab is waiting."Gregg took a deep breath and was about to say something when Heather put her fingers to his.