I adored him but he wasn’t the man that could really truly bring me to my knees and I think he knew it as well. A few experimental relationships and...so-called collars beneath others finally took me away from the beloved place that I had called home and I found myself on a new journey into my own submissive nature and sexuality. Four years of growth in the place known as Gor, self fueled by my own desire to become all that I knew burned within me brought me finally to a place in my life where my. Walking down the platform towards her, towards the train. She inhaled sharply. First thought through her head was how she wouldn't mind being bent over and taken from behind by him. Piercing green eyes that looked like sparkling emeralds, olive skin, brown scruffy hair. He was exactly her type. She squirmed and looked back down at her phone, panicking that she was being obvious in how turned on she was.She started watching him out of the corner of her eye. Shit. He's getting closer to me she. While sitting on the commode, I watched as Marilyn's black shoes moved away from the door, and listened as a hushed conversation began at the other end of the restroom. While pulling up my panties and smoothing the front of my dress, someone entered the stall next to me. No sooner had the door closed then I heard a faint rap on the joining wall. Heeding Marilyn's instructions I rapped back, not sure what was going on. Glancing at the wall next to me, I noticed for the first time a pair of. She managed to look genuinely sorry when she came up to Brett when he had finished cleaning up from dinner and asked for the shorts. In truth, she could have stared at Brett's nicely muscled athlete's body and nice-sized, well-formed cock all day long. She was already regretting that she would only be Brett's main 'handler' through the weekend before one of the other girls took over.Whatever composure Brett had gained during supper disappeared when he had to again bare his penis to Connie. He.