I caressed myself and instantly felt utterly sensitive. My inner lips were sore, so were my insides. I could feel a little discomfort, but it wasn't h...urting that bad and I thought of it as a small price to pay for the incredible feeling I had last night. I felt like doing everything again if Owen wanted to.Owen...So it wasn't the drug after all. Just thinking about him brought me feelings that I've never felt before, like this intense desire to see him again.I stood up and opened my closet's. They both knew what they wanted. Putting me at ease, seemed their intent from the first hand shake. I was apprehensive, since I had only imagined this sort of meeting. Now that it happened I was excited beyond belief. Nancy and Roman were around my age. Meeting face to face was a requirement. After introductions and a minimum of small talk we got down to the reason for the meet. I had expressed an interest in becoming their sub/sex slave. They were agreeable with me being a novice in this type. I didn't spend all my time on this obsession, but I did think about it every day. Sometimes, I would be shopping at Woodward and Lothrop, look up, see a guy who had the look of a lost and lonely soul and think maybe it's supposed to be a stranger. But that didn't add up, either. It had to be someone I knew...someone I knew quite well.I had been Corky for nearly six wonderful weeks when the light finally dawned. (This included that year's Miss America pageant, which I attended as a judge. . "I can get you a T-shirt if you'd like," Brock offered."Maybe later," Meredith replied. She had shifted until her back rested against his chest. His arms were circling her stomach and she could feel the warmth of his forearms on the underside of her mounds. It was a pleasant feeling."The others have spoken to me," Brock admitted, "about you. I confess that I was a little in the dark about your actions." Once again, my fault," Merie said. "I should have followed through on my initial plan. I.