I had a mirror in my office so i looked in it. I looked so sexy in it. The silkyness swurved nice around my ass and up my soft flat stomach up to my n...ipples. I didn't have a bra on so i could see my all ready erect nipples screaming to be punished. I thought to my self it is not the time. I went to a meeting and i saw this guy, he was new, walked in and he stared at me till he got to his seat and sat down. He had nice blond hair cute lips and when he stood up he had a nice ass. I could. However, given my life is not yet done, such thoughts maybe a little premature and there might well be a happy ending after all. Suffice to say as things now stand I'm not optimistic about ending the roller coaster that is my run of misfortune.Growing up, whilst not completely trauma-free, was a mainly happy period of my life. I had a Mom who I idolised and a Dad who wasn't much of a positive role model given that he was completely dominated by his, it has to be said, rather heavy-set wife. I. I felt the leather firmly around my neck, and I knew it was clasped closed at once. There was nothing else that existed; it was just me and my Master… the leash and my Collar. I stayed on my knees, in the same position – head bent, until I felt His hand at my chin, gently lifting my face so my eyes met His. He smiled again, and I whispered… “Yes, Master?” “Come Pet.” He said, His voice that of leather and velvet. I stood and He put His arm around me, then He led me out into the park; one of His. And theywere sitting and talking shop, enjoying drinks and sports on the big screen TVsscattered around the room. ?Break room?? ?Yes, so you?ve never been up here before to entertain?? Bethany said. ?From your dazed look, I guessnot.? She laughed softly. A prettylaugh. ?You?ll be even moredazed when you leave, darling!? With that ominous statement, Bethany pulled off Ms Americana?s top. Then she removed the hapless heroine?sbottoms. Finally, she pushed.