Scott slowly tilted my face up towards his and gave me a slow, sweet kiss. I felt myself melting into him. “Claire, can I ask you a question?” He ...said. I nodded obediently. “I’ve been thinking, and I’ve decided I don’t want you to be like the other girls. I like you Claire. I really like you. The last thing I want to do is use and abuse you! So, erm... Would you be my girlfriend?” I almost felt my heart stop beating. “Yes!” I gasped. I was amazed – I hadn’t imagined the buzz between us! I. I hated the taste of it. I wantedto puke. Yet I had the most painful erection of my life, and I didn'tstop. I opened my mouth and looked up at him one last time, knowing Iwas about to cross a threshold I could never return from; I was about togive a man a blow job. I closed my eyes and slid his shaft in my warm,waiting mouth. It was all I could do to keep from gagging, as I workedmy way up and down his shaft, occasionally looking up at him while hetook a continuous video and picture after. I used to live a normal life, in other words, a boring life. I was single and lonely and a little depressed. It didn't help that I lived in the middle of nowhere, the only thing in my town was a small engineering college that I attended. I am kind of a pothead, and a real nerd, but that's normal for this school.This all changed one day when I met up with the guy who sells me weed, Dan. I walked down to his place at about 10 pm. I went in the front door(he always left it open) and the entire. Our people will close down all of your life so as to allow you to become absorbed into slavery completely. If this isn't to your satisfaction, do not show up. Mistress CandyReality was there in front of me. I had a week to prepare; my cock was so hard I thought it would explode--and within a minute it did!-------------------------------------------------"Now, kneel and receive your collar and leash, slave; you have much work to do. You said you wished to serve, and so you shall. We aim to use.