“It was written I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice.” - Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness Sarah’s dream filled head quickly gave way...to an unending nightmare of darkness. She didn’t struggle much, the violence and intensity of the situation paralyzing her with fear. For years, she had wondered what it would feel like to be in such a situation. Today, she was. And it was mind-numbingly petrifying, as she tried to process the signals and emotions her body was going through. Blindly. I knew he would be out tonight and I knew where, I was determined he would be my first. He didn’t know I was lusting after him, he had me down as “the quiet one” Well they say it’s the quiet ones you have to watch! For a week now I had been preening, the body moisturizing with my favorite coconut lotion, face mask, hair cut etc. I was determined to knock his socks off and make him take a proper look at me Tonight was the night. I had a long bath, shaved my legs and my pussy and started to get. Master wanted me todress nominally as male, but wearing lingerie underneath a woman's blouseand trousers and sneakers with no makeup. After meeting again at theStarbucks he took some photos of me, documenting my "before" look beforetaking me shopping, the first stop being a beauty salon where my longishhair was given an unmistakably feminine cut. The next stop is a department store cosmetics counter where you'vearranged for me to get a complete makeover; at both stops my Masterphotographed each. I’ve had a few drinks and am talking to some classmates. Liz is in the corner talking to a few of her friends who we invited. All of a sudden Jessica walks up to me. Jessica is a flirt. But more importantly, Jessica is a Latina flirt. And this, as Liz knows, is my weakness. Jessica was about Liz’s height, and similarly to Liz, a light skinned Latina with crazy curves. She was not as pretty as Liz, but she made up for that with a slutty reputation for being a fantastic cock sucker. As she.