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Inappropriate Behavior Part 3

Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: Bisexual, Author: bad_mann_ers, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

prepared myself to either apologize or to be comforting. I had not expected to be put on the spot. My mind raced as I tried to think of where to start. My neighbor saw the struggle and stepped in to help. "How about I start. I will tell you what you saw, and why I apologized to you. Then you will have something to work with." "Um... Okay." "I know we have never really talked about men," she explained. "Yours treats you well, and I don't have one, so we have never felt the need to talk about them. Please don't be shocked when I tell you that the last man in my life taught me some things about myself that are a bit racy. I like a man who takes control. I get aroused when that man makes me do naughty things. I will submit completely to his will, and love every minute of it. That part I liked. I liked being owned. But he liked to take it too far. He liked to hurt me. When I left him, I vowed to never allow that to happen again, no matter what my body desired." "When I met Mouse.." "His name is Mouse?" "No, I just call him that. When I met him, I had been fantasizing about finding a man that I could control. I thought he was that man. I tried to take him, and break him, and make him my toy. But somehow, things got twisted around. He was not a man who could be dominated, and my true nature slipped, and somehow, I let him own me." "That's not what I saw," I said, and then blushed at the memory. My neighbor actually smiled at the same memory, although she blushed as well. "No, it's ... not. Let me get to that part of the story. I let him own me. I didn't think my life could be more perfect. For a while, he owned me, and I wanted him to. He wanted me to be happy, and I don't think he would ever do anything to hurt me." "So, he owned you, but now he doesn't?" "Actually, he said from the start that he didn't want to own me. He said that we could be friends, and lovers, and he would play along with my desire to be owned, but not all of the time. I didn't think that I wanted that. I wanted to be owned. I think he wanted me to learn that I can... I don't know... I guess like I could own myself, and still be happy. I think that he wanted me to learn that, so he set up a game where I would pretend to own him. He came to lunch the other day to play that game." "It looked like a lot more than a game to me," I boldly said. "I know," she exclaimed with a look of wonder on her face. "I don't know what happened. I was trying to push him, the way he pushed me, to see how far I could go. I was using some of the mean tactics my ex used to use on me, and Mouse just let it happen. More than that, he was really trying to appease and please me. I really liked what was happening, and I was afraid he would make us go back to Pet and Sir, and so I just took ownership of my Mouse. I took it and owned him and I didn't think I would ever be happier." "Wow. And then I showed up and ruined it, didn't I." "No! Not at all. Well, for a minute, I was so scared when you saw us." "I am so, so ...