#30479 - They were dressed in shorts and the team colors,and logs. I could buy what I wanted and go where I pleased, but was so sexually frustrated, horny as hell and wanting with this nagging fantasy of naked submissive slavery, never far from my thoughts! These thoughts were the nasty abusive kind of total naked on my knees submission with only a collar and leash, and that leash in the hands of a dominant nasty black slave master, a man that had little concern what so ever for my well being! The kind that would use and abuse me sexually in the most harsh brutal and humiliating way! My husband Jon had made all of the arrangements for me, and had signed the papers that this slave master with Becka's help had sent! I knew little about the details or flights I was about to take. Was my father, he was a big hansom man that loved to drink, gamble and seduce other women! This is where I am sure my sex drive came from? At barely 18 my father took me with him on several occasions where he