‘It started about a year ago. I had just broken up with someone who I had been friends with since university and whom I subsequently dated for almos... a year, long after we had already graduated. Mutual agreement, no bad feelings, but I was still feeling upset and probably a little too vulnerable. ‘Well, I met him at a shoot, he was the head of the company whose clothing line I was representing. He was older, in his late thirties. As it turned out, he was extremely wealthy. The company I modeled. I needed it now, I was desperate, I drove home as fast as I could, desperate to get there. When I got home I jumped out of the car and ran to the door, getting my key out and opening it as fast as I could, she was behind me, feeling my ass and moving her hands to my breasts. “Somebody will see”, I said, “I haven’t even opened to door yet”, “I want you”, she said, kissing me on the neck. I opened the door and quickly closed it, locking it and then turning to face her. She was already heading to. My eyes fly open and start darting around the room. No one is there. I lay back and try to clear my mind. The hand returns and ventures to my chest. Someone cups my breasts and squeezes them tight. I feel myself becoming wet. The intruder reaches under my dress and pinches my nice pink nipples. I bite my lower lip. It must be a man, the size of the hands are too large to be a woman. One of his hands wonder below my waist line and find it's self inside my panties. I don't want it...yes i do.. She realized she had fucked up. "You have just made a grave mistake bitch. Tonight will not be a night you remember fondly, and it wont be a night you will forget any time soon." I said quietly. Then I stood, took the book and plate of food and set them on the chair nearby. Bitch had lost her food privileges for at least two days. I walked back to the bed and unlocked the chain from the headboard, leaving it attached to bitches collar. She whimpered a little. Then I suddenly stepped back.