I shall wear it for as long as you keep me, which I hope will be forever." You're saying that it locks on, and that there's no key." Yes, Mistress. Th...is is the ultimate in slave collars. There's not even a keyhole. It's made from titanium. You know, the stuff that they make the space rockets from because of its strength and super lightweight. I had it made special. The closure mechanism is a one time lock. Once sealed, it can never be unsealed because there's no key hole, and no way to access. She had never known him till then. Her first trip out alone with him was to go shopping for a prom dress. On the way home, he stopped at a bar and picked up some beer. Lilly was surprised when he told her she could drink some. She had been raised in a strict upbringing. When he went into another store, she finished off two eight packs off Miller ponies. Needless to say, she was bombed. When he dropped her off, she was forbidden to see him again until she reached eighteen.After he eighteenth. I was so horny I actually started talking about us meeting in his car.I am sharing this here because I feel a little embarrassed and if I'm embarrassed there's probably something interesting for someone, in this documentation of my experience. I don't want to be seen as a chyk who will travel 3 hours via public transportation to get some wicked awesome head from some deud in the back seat of his car.But i am here to write my true sexual experiences. If not here, where? My forthcoming books,. "Everything was lit up by firelight, so the houses actually twinkled in the distance just like the stars above. Of course, life was harder back then; I prefer this time better. But you haven't seen anything till you look down at a city of 100,000 people or more twinkling in the light." I wish I could have seen it," I replied, placing my head against his warm chest."In every lifetime there's something worth seeing," he reminded me. "Some of the people we brought with us would be star-struck by.