“You’re My slave now,” I told him, ”you have to do what I say.”He was looking at my body, wide-eyed and amazed at all the cum. “What do yo... want me to do?” he asked, and with a bit of humor, continued, “Mistress Karen.”I wanted to see how far he would go. I needed to feel in control of him. “Lick my body, Bobby,” I growled, “Clean his cum off me.”I didn’t know if I had crossed a line or if I had scared him. My answer came quickly.“Yes ma’am,” he complied, “Anything you wish.”He started at my. I looked away before glancing back and she was still looking – she was quite attractive with dark shoulder length hair and probably my age – she did look vaguely familiar so when my coffee arrived I wandered over towards her “You are Steve aren’t you?” she asked shyly “I am – but I’m afraid you’ve got me at a disadvantage ‘cos I’m really not sure who you are” I confessed. “Helen” she replied “Helen Smith – we went to school together – you sat next to me in Computer Studies for two years” “Ahhh. I grabbed Zachary and begged him to go with me, to find my friend and my brand new husband. We searched the kitchen, the restrooms, outside and the basement. None of the staff or caterers had seen any of the three missing people. There was a second floor to the reception hall; one staff member told me there were four rooms up there, used for storage. My cousin and I climbed the stairs to investigate.The first two rooms were full of cartons, dusty old cardboard boxes full faded memories,. She was still half sleeping, Mariana decided. She closed her eyes, shook her head to clear away fog, sat up, and opened them again. Darkness. Her heart beat faster. Had she gone completely blind in the night? She squeezed her bed sheets ... and felt them give. Her fingers slid through the sheets! The substance inside was cold, and soft, and kind of sticky.She raised her left hand and brought the palm in front of her face. In the dark, it was no more substantial than it had been pressed against.