I couldn't tell you what hour it was, I couldn't tell you what day it was, The only thing I could honestly tell you is that the day this all began is ...very persons worst nightmare of a day, That day was the day I would leave my house for the final time, Only a few days before I had lost my parents in a tragic car accident, I would prefer not to go into details of the horrific accident so yeah lets just carry on with the story, As I was saying, Bad day for me, Leaving the house I had spent the. I wanted to touch them, more astonishingly I wanted him to touch them. I wanted to feel the pad of his thumb run across my tight perky peaks. Wow! Where was this coming from? I started blushing and caught the humor in his knowing gaze. I lowered my face so he couldn’t see the humiliation on my face. The next thing I knew there was a pair of neatly tailored trousers standing in front of me and my breath caught in my throat. I heard him chuckle and he tilted my head up with is index finger so. ..or so I thought.I had told "my owner" (I call him that because I never asked his name, and he never told me), all of these fantasies...insisting I wanted to live them out. He seemed very unimpressed and very in-charge whenever he responded to me. He talked down to me like I was a little girl. He pretty much demanded that we meet at a hotel, where he would handcuff me and then rough-fuck me. His dick seemed pretty average sized, and he seemed to understand my needs. I was so turned on with how. ------ 12:48 AM Oh my god had I really drifted off for an hour? I was groggy and slow while I reached around to look for my phone when I felt something wet and partly slimy around my crotch. It was cum. I had fallen asleep and had a wet dream about an old fantasy of mine. It's my fault. I hadn't masturbated in weeks. I have a girlfriend but lately I just have lost all attraction to her. She's about 5'5" and 132 lbs with B cup breasts that slightly sag. I know it seems bad that I haven't.