I take a quick breather, letting mother and daughter pant and tremble on the carpet.I walk around for a minute, enjoying the house, enjoying the music..., the dim lights flickering up the walls from the crackling fireplace and the shaking Christmas lights on the girls. The sun will be up soon, a slight glow out the window. I grab a leather strap and some zip ties from the supply bags. I take another sip of wine and return to the fireplace, setting the supplies right next to the girls on the. " I guess it's not respected as much as real life people," Elaine ventured."To those perched its side, the top of the mountain seems a long way up. To those in the valley, it's a hell of a climb either way." So I'm perched on the side?" Exactly. People will respect how far you've come." I've not come far. I've only done a bit of reading. Um, and playing. Not with anyone. I mean fantasising." That's normal and healthy for the budding submissive. May I ask how old you are?" Twenty." Whoa." What. She is voluptuous and hides it well most of the time. I think about her when I masturbate. I think about her lips. I try to imagine how heavy her tits are. I torture myself over what her pubic hair must look like. Is it darker than her sandy blond hair? Is she shaved? I hope not? Is it neatly trimmed? Is it a free-growing bush?! I hope so. I wonder what my cum would look like on her pale white skin because of how little contrast their would be. Would it be hard to see? Would it run down her. "She smiled and nodded.When I returned, she had scooted up to sit at the head of the bed with her back to the headboard and her legs stretched out in front of her. I handed her drink to her and contemplated where to sit without making myself look like a letch crawling up to do something she might find unwelcome.Leanne looked up. "I think I see what you were talking about."She had been looking at her paper, so I thought she was talking about that. "Did you find the words?"She shook her head and.