Of course, Marsha knew she was in a dangerous situation. She was however, use to being control through fear, and she liked the rush of it. It had grown from the secret years of misconduct by her step dad, to looking to be controlled by others especially men. That’s why Frederick’s roommate appealed to her. She had hoped he would treat her as his sex object, he certainly had the mind for it. The way he pinched her tits on the dance floor, just daring her to turn him in. She just dripped from the excitement of it.