She was very submissive.We all went to the same college. That’s where she met her boyfriend. He was trouble from the first day I met him.When the th...ee of us played Mistress and slave we were careful not to hurt each other, we could get a little rough at times but we never drew blood or bruise each other.She came back to the dorm one night, she was all black & blue and had marks all over her body. We tried to warn her but she kept going back to him.We tried to get her to stop dating that guy. Periodically a few people would leave the group over by the desk and come to check on me. They would pull the plug out and feel around inside my pussy, apparently trying it out for later. They would plug my nose and make me squeal into my gag as I couldn't breathe, then pull my breasts out of my corset and pinch, tug and twist my nipples as I screamed and pleaded muffled cries for them to stop. They would just laugh and walk away, back to the desk to improve their current bid.My Master. " He got to his feet "Hell, I bet Bill took the car." If he did, there's a pint in the glove of my car."A myriad of thoughts had been swirling through Helen's head since she got back from her sister's: many of them concerned sex. She hadn't let Dan touch her since she got back, either. She felt a warmth for this attractive young man, a warmth that she knew was not motherly.Tom returned and slid in beside her. "It's on you this time; Bill took his car," he said, unscrewing the cap.Helen took a. It was a bonus after living with the cost of houses in California. Annie wanted to get a town house close to her work, but since I worked mostly at home I needed more space. After a lot of arguing—which added even more un-needed stress—we decided on a house in Rollingwood, west of downtown and the University. It was on a heavily wooded, oversize ell shaped lot, a little over an acre. The house wasn't large; two bedrooms with two baths. It worked though, since the kitchen had a fairly large.