Campbell This story isdedicated to Master David, for His generosity, and to His slave girl diana, forher openness and candor in researching this saga.... It was not written with theintent to portray them in any way, but there were a number of coincidentalaspects of the story that turned out to have an uncanny similarity to what theyshare, both as a couple and as a Master and His slave. It was my intent,however, to attempt to describe the depth of their commitment to each other asthey make their. " It also makes it easier for me to tell from her look back whether she is into me or not.Luckily for me, her answer came before I started smiling. Apparently, she was staring at me with a bit of a smile before I notice her, and both our smiles got warmer since our eyes met. I had a brief thought about what in her looks that attracted me so much. Was it the face with her thick baby-lips and the hair neatly folded behind her? Or is it the little cleavage showing from her short dress. These boobs. No matter what he did to her, he didn't seem to be able to make her fuck him. At this rate, she'd win. He pulled the manual back out in desperation, and on the very last page realized that the solution to his problem had been staring him in the face the whole time."So, I'm guessing you must hate me pretty bad then, huh?" Yes, Frank! I hate you more than I've ever hated anyone else in my entire life!" Fine, bitch! Take this then!" he yelled, adjusting the dial to "HATEFUCK" and zapping her one. Kate stared down at the scene before her, listening to the moans and whimpers of her best friend and watching as her dog attacked her pussy like it was his dinner, and to her surprise, she was turned on by it. She was horny and dripping again in seconds and had already stuffed two fingers into her pussy. Letting out a long low moan as they sunk in to the knuckle. Hannah looked up to see Kate, her tongue actually licking her lips and as she stuffed two finger into her deliciously tight.