"Those grunts. No man should ever handle you like that. The only bruises on your body should be from punishment or play, and only from your dom. I'll ...explain a proper BDSM relationship a little later, I don't want to overwhelm you with information. First I want to know what you think." What?" I asked, surprised. I wasn't expecting him to ask my opinion. The only upside I saw to this whole thing was that I wouldn't be responsible for anything we did. He would be the one in charge."Come sit on. His free hand reaching forward, undoing the buttons of the tuxedo jacket that he had put on me to hid the ripped state of my dress underneath, ‘Mmmmm, now, are you going to continue fighting me Nikki or are we going to do this the easy way?’ I felt so small under his gaze, like I didn’t have any control, I couldn’t answer so I nodded, my eyes downcast studying the floor. He finally released my ankle and slid the jacket down my arms, effectively trapping them there as he cupped each of my. Within 10 years, all people could be rejuvenated to their mid-20’s. Death didn’t just take a vacation, death was laid off. People were now immortal. And not longer lives with deteriorating bodies, but with healthy, robust, vigorous bodies. It wasn’t just immortality, it was the fountain of youth. Discovery of the fountain halted everything. People didn’t know what to do initially. How was society going to change? What was the purpose of life now? Could we live without death? Some said they’d. The thought of this intrigued my lover but she had not acted upon it or taken them up on their offer. He was a good looking guy. He had a lot of irons in the fire with moneymaking schemes. Most of which did not pan out very well for him. But our trip to Sturgis was one of those for him. He had an interest in a bar that was opening for the season. And they needed girls to waitress. So it sounded like a good adventure. So off they went on their three and half day trip up north. The first day was.