I then pulled her wallet out. I looked at her driving license. "Emma Devine. She was 28. Married. Lived in Columbia MD." I took a quick picture w...ith my phone. I then pulled out a business card from her purse. She worked as a legal secretary for a small law firm near my job. I put her card inside my front pocket. I then took a few snap shots of her, the front seat, the back seat, and the accident scene. I really did not want her to get into trouble. I could see her rushing to get to. Paradoxically, many people find Dominance and submission fantasiesliberating. Under the feigned duress lies real permission to go and enjoy acts, clothes, orsensations that are otherwise strictly forbidden. Moreover, the submissive need feel no guilt forenjoying these things; not only did his cruel Mistress force him into those ruffled panties or thatdemeaning position of servitude, she also "punished" him for his transgression. The scenarioof misbehavior, punishment, and forgiveness is a. The crotch of her white cotton panties was getting moist just thinking about it. She was right on schedule. She had just enough time to take a hot bath and put on the special things she had just for this occasion. She wanted everything to be perfect. It was Valentine’s Day. As she lay in the hot, steamy tub, she closed her eyes and imagined what it would be like to have him here with her now. It was hard to resist the urge to bring herself to climax at that very moment, but she knew that he. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head, they went as wide as they could go, she started gasping for air,"Stay on your fucking knees!" I told herShe started screaming, almost maniacally, I stopped fucking her for a moment but never pulled out and she continued shaking, almost convulsing, what a ride she gave me. When she stopped shaking and panting, I started to fuck her again, this time with each thrust, her hips got lower and lower to the bed until she was laying on her stomach and I was still.