Chapter 2168 An Enslaved Pussy(Bdsm):>7

Gretchen and I hardly even knew Dana, so it seemed odd to me that she was so concerned about keeping our secrets. But, of course I wasn't going to argue with her. Everybody was much more accepting and helpful than I had expected they would be. Even Mrs. Lassiter (who seemed to think I was engaging in self-destructive behavior) didn't freak out or abandon me as a friend. Sadly, as perfect as that evening was, sooner or later it had to end. Everybody hugged me before they went home. And each time it felt odd (yet erotic and thrilling) when their clothed bodies were pressed up against my naked flesh. Hailey's hug seemed more special than the rest as her metal belt buckle pressed into my lower belly, just a few inches above my pussy. That cold metal pressed against my warm, naked skin just somehow reinforced my status as inferior and submissive to every woman in the room.