I was about to reach for the bottle I kept in the drawer beside my bed when the door opened.My father came in with a defeated look on his face. He sho...k his head and I knew what that meant.“He said no?” I asked in shock.“Well ... not exactly,” he mumbled. “A lot has happened since he left here, Theresa. I get the idea that if he could, he’d come and get you. There ain’t no doubt in my mind that he still loves ya’...”He hesitated. “Honey ... I know you think you had your reasons, but you hurt. The two girls were always hugging and kissing but Mike didn't think either of them was inclined in that direction and it was just the attraction of youth and similar attitudes. Back at the resistor's camp on Mount Charleston, they had been joined by Dolly and Polly who were both mature and well-armed. The two women were almost like husband and wife except they didn't really show any affection for each other. They just were partners of a sort and had each other's back. Dolly was the talkative. My mind rearranged the jigsaw of pieces, I knew or deeply suspected something had happened to me as I dozed, and I felt guilty and ashamed, then angry and powerless, but as I dwelt with my emotions the balance shone through, his pleasure, perhaps his surprise even, to push your cock into the unknown, to feel the warmth of a girls buttocks, her opening, and feel her heartbeat as you go deeper inside her, his insertion into a minefield of i*****lity and public outrage, but wait, she closes around. And neither one would change!They had separated – and they had both in different directions!Jennifer had been invited to a D/s party by her friend Jacklyn; watched a demonstration – and had been immediately turned on! She had sought out being used by Masters – and sometimes a Mistress – until she had met Master Scott – who had pushed all of her sexual preconceptions to the limit!Jennifer discovered that she enjoyed being spanked; whipped; and cropped! That the gag enhanced her sexual.