After introductions and a minimum of small talk we got down to the reason for the meet. I had expressed an interest in becoming their sub/sex slave. T...hey were agreeable with me being a novice in this type of setting. I was told they were very eager to have a mature subject. I was informed we would chat more online now that we had met, with the intention of role playing a few scenarios that they were interested in doing in real life. Their requirement was for me to get use to what they expected. ‘Say it, Beth.’ I knew what he wanted. I could feel the tips of his fingers at my entrance and could hear the teasing sound in his voice. I knew what he was trying to do. What I was sure he would do without fail no matter how hard I tried to fight it. ‘William…’ I pushed in aggravation and he more than chuckled this time – he laughed. His enjoyment of the situation leaked from the sound of his laughter as my impatience grew. ‘I won’t move an inch until you say it, Beth. You know I won’t.’ And. How could I have so misunderstood her? I lay there for the next few hours, my young mind wallowing in self-pity. I decided that the best thing to do was to pack up and move somewhere else. I peered out to make certain that Jacqui wasn't about but I could see her sitting outside her caravan. I didn't want to her to see how much she'd affected me so I decided to wait in my tent until she had gone.Half an hour later I heard Jacqui calling my name from just outside my tent. I ignored her; I didn't. Ray looked distraught to say the least. Somebody who didn’t know her well might not have noticed, but the slump of her shoulders, way her head hung slightly. I sighed, and brought her in for a hug, “Come here,” I said.I felt her slightly tremble against my shoulder, and a thousand thoughts raced in my head, too quickly for me to actually parse most of them for rationality or plausibility. I silenced the storm in my head, and acknowledged that the best thing in this case was to wait for her to.