The fabric rubbed at her nipples as they protruded eagerly through the light material. With her back arching, Becca pulled the words from her now dry ...hroat."Sir, I kneel before you with the desire to do all that you want with me and my body . . . My need to be trained as a slave in your possession is strong. . ." It was hard for Becca to find graphic words to use but her eagerness to please him was already strong and pushed her on. "Every hole in my body waits to be yours, to be entered and. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Here was Daniel, naked as the day he was born, but not only naked, he was also hard as hell. “You see? My cramp”“That is a nice looking cramp” I replied, I couldn’t take my eyes off it. And Daniel couldn’t take his eyes off my face.“Should we see who is cramping harder?” he got down on his knees, face straight in my crotch. His hands starting undoing the lace of my shorts. I knew what he was going to do, most importantly I wanted him to do it, I ached for it. He. You never drank to much alcohol, or played to many contact sports, and you never had the urge to bash your head into the wall, because you know, fuck it why not.You live a healthy life at 21 years old. Standing at 6'2" your moderately built from your occasional visits to the gym and from deciding to walk to work instead of driving. Your job isn't to great but it gets you by and leaves you with some extra money to spare. You have little to no social life since graduating high school and. . and I really didn't want to find out!So ... I filled out the forms, guessing at what sorts of abuse that Trixie had most likely enjoyed in the past and then I scribbled a long confessional at the bottom that complained that I had no idea about how to actually implement any of these delightful abuses and torments, particularly in any sort of convincing manner that would make any self-respecting slave girl want to curl up her toes and beg for more.Having done everything that I could do here,.