If you want to go, I'll let you." Angie looked at him. He looked much better to her when he was in control. "Look, it's not that I'm scared....well, I... am, sort of, but I've really enjoyed this so far, but I just need to know were it's going to end up." John visibly brightened. "You have? I've never met anyone before who shared my interests." "Well, I don't know exactly if I do, but I think I might. I just want to understand what I'm getting into." "Well this..." John said, holding up the head. He found his cock filling with blood and pushing against the zipper as he walked to his truck.West Hollywood was Patton’s destination. Being from L.A., he knew that’s where much of the gay population was concentrated. He started his truck and headed for the 10 Freeway. Making his way to West Hollywood, Patton drove around some until he noticed a rainbow flag under a dim yellow cone-light. Above the flag, he saw “Buck” in large sheet metal letters. He took a left at the next corner and. Lastly, the slave is hereby designated tobe Bisexual or Homosexual at the commands, desire or whims of herMistress and Master, and will be required to perform sexual service toany gender without regard or concern for the slaves own true personalsexual orientation or preference.f) It is hereby established that the slave will be allowed freedom tochoose employment or employers and control her paychecks, stocks, bonds,personal bank accounts, tax refunds, life insurance benefits,. ”He steps back. I continue to look forward, chin up and out. After a moment he leans in and growls, “Continue to look forward. Do NOT disobey me this time.”I stay there. Perfectly still. Trying not to tremble. Slowly, one end of the scarf is dangled in front of me. It comes to my face. I close my eyes as I feel the cold silk going against my cheek. I almost forget the pain.When I open my eyes, I see his arms framing my vision. He has the scarf by both ends. The scarf is lowered under.