She had all the curves in the right places. Breast that could be mistaken for cantaloupe under a white blouse. I couldn’t help but notice her nipple...s poking through the fabric of her shirt. She sat across from me as Isabel left the room. ‘Ck do I have a deal for you.’ she pulled out a glass orb the size of a tennis ball. It was clear accept a tiny yellow spectral. I knew what it was. ‘I am sure a man in your field knows what this is.’ ‘Of course it’s a dragon’s eye. Very rare indeed. What is it. "At thispoint, you might expect me to remove your gag and ask you what you think aboutme making you live out your fantasy and have you agree to it.? Here's something else to get used to:? You're mine - I've made it so with mychains.? I've taken you.? You are my property, my slut, and if you knowwhat's good for you, you'll do what I tell you.?As for what you think about it, you sissy whore, I couldn't fucking careless.? Think about that." She shut off thelights as she left me there. ?Chapter. I odered her drink, paid for it and took it back to my table. “Here you Barbra. Enjoy.”“Thank you. I do not think I know your name.”“Oh that’s not surprising. I hardly ever get introduced around. My name is Ben. I’m normally a quiet sort of guy anyway and not a very good conversationalist. Would you like to dance? I do know how to do that.”“I’d love to Ben.” So we got on the dance floor and danced to whatever it was the band was playing. I swung this gal around and across the floor and back. He wasn’t.He had given me the wine and I sipped some then finally stammered out something like: “Al, are you sure this would be okay with Cindy, me being here?” He was across the kitchen with his back against a counter and his legs crossed looking at me.His answer was clear: “No, probably not but I think she’s maybe got a boyfriend so does it really matter?”I am not bold. I am not aggressive. I have no idea what I did next for sure but I remember I must have sipped my wine again, put the.