There's a month's dust on it: I prefer my slave to sleep in my bed, across the bottom end so I can rest my feet on him. The collar is solid iron half...an inch thick, and when he closes it round my neck the cold weight of it tells me I am well and truly chained up. He rolls into bed, then glares at me as I kneel by the bed. ?Lie down, girl.? ?Milord,? I venture, ?may a girl be permitted to show her devotion?? He snorts approval and tosses back the cover, and as I bend over him I. "You bitch." Jenny said well laughing and pushing Lily.The bus arrived at school and Jenny and Lily had to say goodbye. "See you later sweetie." Jenny said as she pulled Lily into a hug. Something about Jenny's hugs always made Lily feel happy something just felt right about it. Lily went to her first class which was science. All the kids in the class were goofing off and talking about all the fun they were going to have this summer partying. Lily shook her head she hated parties, too many. Or was it afternoon?His mind begins to wander to the minutiae.The toe nails painted ox blood red; the shapely legs which seem to go on forever when she's half naked; the firm thighs; the cloud of russet between him and bliss; the almost-flat planes of her stomach; the full breasts with their firm, peaked nipples; the arms, more than strong enough to hold him at bay or hold him close; the inviting neck; the sinful mouth; the auburn tresses gathered over one shoulder when she looked straight at. At work, I daydreamed about being called into my boss’s office and reprimanded which then ended with me pinned up against the wall and getting my unused pussy pounded. The thought of returning to my desk and finishing work with my thong soaked in cum often made me retire to the bathroom and play with myself. I was very sexually frustrated.I became more daring as time went on and after a while, I stopped wearing underwear to work entirely. A few times, I turned around while walking through the.