"Yeah, I know that," he said, "and you know that." Just like we both know that you didn't have to let me get that one in," I said.He shrugged."Jason, ... was an asshole in high school," he sighed. "We both know that, too. I spent my last year in military school, and then I joined the military. And when I got out, I did a lot of therapy. To try to understand why I did what I did in high school."And I'm sorry," he said. "I can't undo it. If I'd known that was Julie on the phone I would have dropped. C. I thought I could go without one for a while, but if this is the first weekend of spring and it already feels like hell outside; then I don't stand a chance.I get out of bed and walk over to the floor to ceiling mirror on one side of my bedroom. I lift my arms and do a slow spin. I don't have a perfect body but it's pretty damn close. I'm 5ft 6in. Long legs, long blond hair that falls to my waist. I have big blue eyes. I'm a 36 D. There's a scar across my tummy that I've had since I was. If I was doing a party, where I was expected to do a lot of guys, I would get guys to fuck me like I was their personal fuck doll, and dump so much cum on me that it was dripping off my nose and my nipples!. I'll never know why that's such a turn-on for men, to see that, but it sure is. I'd have a slave collar on, somebody I liked to hold the chain, and, you know how it is, guys are putting loads in and on me. and I'm just boppin' along, begging for it, acting like each guy's load was what I. They seemed very nice and non-judgmental, though I'm sure it was a carefully selected set of friends.I was walking around by myself when Becky's boyfriend, soon to be Master, walked by. I grabbed him and kissed him on the cheek. "This is nicer than I expected," I told him. It was true. Given how much he controlled them, he didn't have to make them a nice wedding, but he did, and they were enjoying it as every bride should."Tell me if you still think so when we are all done," he said."I know.