When I realized that the place at which we had stopped was a cemetery, my heart started pounding in my chest. Nate calmly got out of the car, and I fo...lowed suit. ‘What are we doing here?’ I asked. He shrugged. ‘I like to come here at night sometimes. It’s quiet, private. Trust me, you’ll enjoy it.’ I decided to trust him. He took me by the hand and led me into the darkness of the cemetery. The ground was wet from rain we had had earlier in the day, and it squished under our feet. The air. We bothtacitly understood that we would not breathe a word ofour experience to anybody. Stacia turned on the TV and sat down on thecouch. I awkwardly sat down on the opposite end.Stacia casually propped her legs up on my thigh andgently rubbed my cock through my speedos with her clogs.I began to caress the clogs and her feet and thenstarted to rub the clogs vigorously against my cock.She encouraged me to come again and soon my speedosfilled with my seed. It was then that she kissed metenderly. She seemed to be alone, and I had never seen her before. Not really thinking I would have any luck, I went up to her and said hello, and would she like another glass? To my surprise, she smiled and answered that she very much would like that, and maybe some company too. I was not one to turn down such an offer, so I gestured to Mike, the bartender, bought her another glass and guided her to my table a little further in the back.I really couldn't think of anything in particular to say, so I. I told him that I already got my wish and that everything that happens after this is a bonus wish.Master smiled and kissed me even after I drank his piss. He told me that he loved me, and he didn’t want me to be miserable. “I am strict and even cruel at times because you need it. I want to push you, but I don’t want to break you, Karen,” he said to me. He rarely called me Karen anymore, and only when we were alone.“The biggest favor you can do for me is taking the burden of choices away from.