She held herself up for the sake of her master, as her final tribute to her role model, Sarah. Now, the reality of her situation sinking in, her fear ...igging at her guts, Lila felt her grasp, her control slipping badly.A glance at the walls, too far, and all the armed men around, meant that she would not make it. Also it meant that her discipline failed. A voice told her that it would be better to be shot by one of the assault-rifle bearing thugs than the fate that awaited her. It would be much. "Don't tell anyone what we do in this bedroom. They won't understand and you'll be in serious trouble with me if you ever tell someone." I promised mama that I wouldn't tell.Days went by and while I was playing with my neighbor, Jeff, I noticed he penis was chubby and bulging in his pants. I told him that he should go home and have his mama kiss it and make it feel better. He had no idea what I was talking about and when I broke my promise to mama and told him, he was astounded. . I knew, once she experienced anything she had refused to in the beginning, the rest would be easy. Each time I introduced her to something new, I was proven correct. I assumed it was because I always took her there gently, with her knowing she could back out at anytime. Even if she was there as my slave-sub and I her Master, she knew I would always respect the "safe" word. I was there to protect her, and the plus was I protected me at the same time I allowed and even insisted on her dalliances.. *As the saying goes, “all good things must come to an end.” For the four of us, that ending came unexpectedly, and all because of just six words.Kathleen had the day off, and was running errands in the area where Ron and Charlotte lived. It was a busy day for her, but she thought it would be fun to meet Ron for lunch. As Charlotte was working, it was just the two of them dining at a restaurant near their home.Throughout lunch, Ron kept insisting that they return to his place for a “quicky”.