I dropped her off and went back home once again thinking that'd be the end of it. But i'm really happy I was wrong. About an hour later I got a text m...ssage that went along the lines of:"Hey so I really need some dick in my life. No strings attached, just pick me up and we'll go somewhere. Just don't tell anyone about it." I asked if she was serious and she said yes, so I quickly grabbed some condoms and broke all speed limits as I went to pick her up. After getting her, we beat around the bush. I cupped my hand over her pussy, and she opened her thighs. Her pussy had a light covering of hair, soft lips, and my fingers softly parted her lips and caressed her.She began to awkwardly undo the belt and my jeans. I stood up to make it easier and slipped my jeans off. My cock was hard, and she reached up to rub the sliver of precum on the tip.“Fuck with me Uncle, please now, I want you.”I went to the bathroom, and returned, unwrapping a condom. She looked at me intently as I rolled the. While helping me overcome some of the worst anxiety I ever experienced I dragged him down into my hell. I wasn't his rock. Months of nightmares have plagued me since. Now I am showing him my strength and rebuilding our relationship in the hopes that I can become his slut slave once again. Earlier this year he told me that there may come a time when he would travel or just need a break from the BDSM world. He said during that time he may turn me over to another Master. Recently the nightmares. He quickly finished the rest of the laundry, soon forgetting the panties. Little did he know, but this was only the beginning.The next day, he was at his friend John's house. They were in the basement playing pool. In the corner, there were boxes full of John's sister's clothes. She was going off to college, and all of her old clothes were to be given to charity. Tom came up with an idea for a bet to make on pool."Hey! How about this: the person who loses this shot puts on your sister's clothes.