In the finish, I dumped him. I collected all of his belongings that I had, and dropped them at his doorway in a box. I never heard from him again.When... I got back home, I was in a horrible mess. Clarissa and Max were both there, and I explained what I'd just done. They were wonderful, and insisted we needed to go out to celebrate. I didn't want to go, but they were both very firm with me. We went. We ate, drank, got drunk, and came back home. Rissa went beyond the call and sent Max back to his. "I'll take it," Donnie told the agent.While driving back to the farm, Donnie thought again about why he had decided not to suggest to Heather that she simply share accommodation with him rather than move into the halls of residence. The apartment had two bedrooms after all."No, I'm making the right decision here. Heather needs her own space and I need mine. She has her goddess to serve and I don't want to cramp her style. We'll see enough of each other as it is. Living together could just spoil. ‘If you really understand that you are my sexual property then tell me you submit.’ No time seemed to pass before I replied urgently, ‘I submit sir.’ ‘This isn’t just a one time thing, this isn’t a joke, after today you will be mine. To use and abuse sexually as I see fit. I’ll allow do’s and don’ts to be discussed but then you will sign your body to me.’ Jay showed me his phone, he had a list of names with mine now at the bottom, he explained it was his list of ‘sex slaves’. ‘This is where my. ..... Sandra stirred slowly in her bed as she awakening from her slumber. She felt content yet frustrated as she recollected the wet dream she had experienced in her sleep. It had been many years since she had been so sexually aroused that her mind had created a fictitious situation and then acted it out in a dream. "Shit! Why have I woken up?" she sighed in a half-awakened state of mind, "All the man cum was about to flood out and I missed it!" She closed her eyes again and re-imagined the.