As many times as she looked around, she couldn’t see anyone that would be following her. There was only an pair of ageing, gray-haired women, and a ...ery young teenage boy with an enormous backpack that were also taking the one-am ride down into the city. When they finally reached the city, she was no more than a hundred feet from the station when the feeling began getting stronger, making her skin crawl. She folded her arms over herself stepping up her pace, rubbing them in an attempt to shrug. Chad turned to Awilda; he was about five inches taller and probably outweighed her by at least forty pounds. He tried to overpower her with little finesse as he grabbed an arm and shoulder in an attempt for a hip toss. Before he knew what was happening, he found himself flat on his face with Awilda sitting on his back, his one arm behind his back being forced painfully towards his head, while the other arm was trapped, useless, by her leg. Awilda leaned over and whispered into his ear,“You. I asked if they wanted to play something else because this was getting old and boring. Ted said why not make it more interesting and we could play “Truth or dare”. The girls was a bit hesitant but still d***k enough to say “okay” Ted explained the winner of each hand could ask the loser a question and if they denied to answer or told a lie they had to accept a dare. The girls were hesitant but still d***k enough to accept. Ted won the 1st hand and I lost. He asked me what was the one thing that. I poured a big glass of orange juice and made some toast and carried it back to her room to surprise her. I came in as quietly as I could so I wouldn’t disturb my supreme owner and knelt by her bed. Almost immediately she opened her eyes and looked at me. I stammered, “I brought you some breakfast Mistress Janice.”She sat up and swung her legs over the side of the bed in front of me and looked very pleasantly surprised. “Good work slave,” she said, “Put the breakfast there and kiss my feet.”I.