Your beard tickles a little but your breath is warm. I feel your hand that is on my stomach move up ward, stopping to fondle my breasts through my fav...rite bluish-green dress before continuing its journey to the zipper in the front. You ask me, “Who do you belong to?” I answer, “I am yours Master…only yours…” through quickening breaths. I can feel you smile as you pull the zipper down. You use your hand to push the straps of my dress off my shoulders as you step back just enough so that my. Just on a whim, I sent him a message, asking if he was still looking. After about 30 minutes, I got the one word response, “Yes.” I messaged back that I would love to help him out and I remembered that I had met him at a house on the south side of the city and that was only about 30 minutes from my house.After another period of time, I got the following message: “What are you into?” I responded that I would love to suck him off and I reminded him that he and I had hooked-up previously. Given. Everything looked fine; the only thing out of place was the strange watch that I found, now attached to my right wrist. At least I thought it was a watch when I first glanced at it, but the more I looked, the more I knew it was not. There was no time display on the strange device, and it was quite large compared to most watches I have seen in my day. Being curious, I got up and started walking around. Besides the steps, around me were lush rolling mounds of the greenest grass I have ever seen.. Not since your boyfriend Mark left you, anyway.’ Sarah was slightly annoyed at Brenda’s remark about Mark, but not for the reason one might expect. ‘He didn’t ‘leave’ me, Brenda, I drove him out by being a first class b-i-t-c-h…’ Brenda quickly interrupted Sarah, before the tears could start. ‘Don’t go getting all upset and beating yourself up again, Sarah. We’re here to have a good time, and eat a meal to die for. I’ve been told…’ Brenda continued on, not noticing that Sarah was lost in her.