All names have been changed but the story is true. My name is Tez, 41 blk m,175 lbs, shaved head, slim guy 3 adult k**s. After my divorce in 2012, I g...ot back into the dating scene, well i'll be honest, i was trying to be in a relationship, i just wanted to fuck thats it thats all. Any female that i talked to i would let them know upfront what my intentions were. Sometimes it worked out and others not so well. I was on most of the social media websites like facebook,meetme,tagged etc. I met a. ..No. No no no c-calm down Heather...they want you afraid..."In both things, she was right.-I am a slave. I love to be a slave. Being obedient and submissive feels so good. I wish I was born a slave. Slave. Slave. It's important I let that word burrow into my mind and become natural. Being a slave isn't scary. Being a slave is my life. I want to learn to love it and be happy at my Master's feet.My Master will show me how wonderful it is to be a slave. My soft slutty mind will listen and. Tell Dan I said hello." Just like that the call was over. There had been a time years ago, when he had been much more affectionate, even over the phone. Jenny got her bags out of the car and hurried up to Dan's apartment. It was really getting cold out. With snowflakes in her hair and shivering, Jenny knocked on the door. A very muscular young man opened the door and his gaze instantly dropped down to her large breasts. He smiled and asked if she was here for the party."I'm here to see my son,. She could feel her heartbeat racing as his finger slowly made circles on her clit, she could feel herself becoming aroused, her pussy becoming more and more moist with every stroke his finger made. but she could also feel his hard, throbbing cock pressed against her hip through his boxers, breaking off from kissing she commanded him to take them off, he quickly went back to pleasuring her, her legs automatically opened wide, she wanted him in her. Her hand guided itself to his big, pulsating.