Didn't exist."Take care of yourself, Mimi, and I guess I'll see you next semester, huh?" You too, Susie. I'll write... bye!" Half way through the door...to the elevator, Mimi turned in time to see her confidante brace her back against the heavy door to open it. For a second their eyes locked. "Say hello to your parents!" called out Mimi, bridging the silence, the very clumsy silence that separated the two girls.The dormitory room looked like an abandoned ship. Had Mimi been in a more jovial mood. As she lay on her side, Jeff noticed a slight rocking of her hips, as if she was dreaming of some sexual encounter.The captive girl was far from dreaming. The stranger attentions to her in the shower and, in particular, the shaving of her puss, left Stephanie wanting more than just to be put to bed. She tried to strain her fingers down to stroke herself, but she was afraid of choking herself with her tethered collar. The pleasure of an orgasm seemed the only escape from the horrors that were. Any way, she would have been in her mid 40's when this happened because I was 21 or 22 at the time and can still see it like it was yesterday. It was New Years Eve and we went to a friends for a party. I went along because they had friends there from their teens to late 60's. So I had others around my age to hang out with too. My mom never did much drinking but one or two times a year she would let herself go and get shit faced. Well my dad stayed until just a few minutes into the new year. Answering her sexual needs without somebody else to stimulate her physical desires had seen her taking to the internet in search of first dating sites, and then, after despairing of the obvious fake postings, had then taken to the fetish sites.She needed something out of the ordinary to re-energise her sex drive and get her out of the slump that her post-breakup had triggered. The answer, however, was not something new and outrageous but rather a stirring of an old passion…Chloe had hit puberty.