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Jill came back promptly with the movie and put it in the DVD player without further introductions.
It was called : “Captured : The true story of Sylvana Flemings”.
While I was still considering the implications of possibly never having anyone truly love me, Julie had other things on her mind.
The next day, Simon and I talked. He agreed to become my master and treat me as his slave. He made me try some of the woman clothes he had, but none of the bra fitted, and none of the dresses or pants. Simon finally decided to keep me naked at all times.
“I need to go the bathroom bitch. Lay on the floor.”
“Yes mistress”
I laid back on the floor as ordered by a very effective Emily. Just yesterday, she had been so submissive but apparently, she was able to switch role without any problems.
After my classes, I returned to my room, exhausted from my long day and well, my long week-end too.
Sadly, it wasn’t about to be over: not only was Kylie in the room, she was actually sitting on my bed, reading a book.
When I woke up, I was still spooning Tiffany, but Cassiopeia had taken Penelope’s place in the bed. I guess I didn’t hear either of them moving in the house.
I slept well enough to feel disoriented on my awakening. After only a few looks around, I remembered why I had a metal bar in my mouth, why I had a butt plug in my rectum, and why my hands and feet were restrained.
When he stood up, I grabbed him with one arm and untied my bathrobe with the other. Being in the state of unbalance, he fell on the bed, lying on his back. I stood up, let the bathrobe fall of the floor, and threw myself naked at him.
“Let’s assume that everything you said it true. I am indeed in the future and there are 4 other copies of me. Can I meet them ? Can they confirm you are not a raving maniac ? ”
The afternoon and the evening had been perfect in everyway. Being “used” sexually by Richard before supper felt amazingly great and the supper itself had been surprisingly been exciting, especially since both Candy and I still had tomato sauce dried on our nude body.
Later that Saturday, when we were finally alone without kids, I repeated my earlier conversation with my daughter to my wife and girlfriend.
Within seconds, Julie had locked lips with mine. It was the first time since I had changed that I would have one on one time with someone sexually and I was glad it would be with Julie.
I woke up late in the morning, not having slept for a while. I checked the sutures once more, and it felt really weird.
The next morning, Patrick decided to punish Emily some more by forcing her to stop playing her fantasy during the day.
Kylie was getting on my nerves and I seriously wanted to break her things in the apartment.
Sure, perhaps she was right, perhaps there were bad people in the Sacred Order Society. But this didn’t mean that it was wrong from the ground up.
From the outside, the little houses looked desperately tiny. At first, I had imagined a couple living in each of the metal containers and found them terribly inadequate.
Master Harry returned with a few objects in his hands, which he one by one, set either on the floor, or on one of the rings.
Jeff opened the door. I was so happy to see him.
He untied me from the table. After countless days, I was free from the mistress.
I now had been officially initiated into the secret art of lesbian love-making but I still didn’t feel completely aware of what it was involving.
I came back to my room excited about my new situation.
I already had Tim sealed and Stephanie would soon “belong” to me too. Since I was already sealed to a Silver member, that meant I only had to seal one other person to progress to the next level.
City Hall was just another one of the big anonymous buildings placed at the end of the streets.
It wasn’t even labelled or decorated. No flags or flowers announced it.
Without any additional word, my leash was pulled, and I was brought inside the mansion. Lighting was dim, and my peripheral vision prevented me from seeing much of it. About 20 steps of the left in a small office, I recognized my handler from the limo, currently giving a report on my performances to a large man sitting behind the only desk.
Yet another dinner eaten alone in the little dinning room. At least if I could eat with Katryn and Jeff, instead, the only human contact I had was thru a chirping intercom. Unfortunately, when I was the most alone, during the day, Jeff and Katryn were doing their chores. And when they were available, my Master would be there.
Jasmine had opened a door in my sexuality I wasn’t about to close. She had kissed me while I was having sex with her husband and she made me realize that I had been missing out on roughly half of the human population.
I was still cuddling Stephanie when my cell phone rang. Both of us were still naked on her bed and Tim was still kneeling by the bed, equally undressed.
And so, I spent the rest of the afternoon walking the various streets of the city, familiarizing myself with the architecture.
After a few minutes of prancing in the field, we reached the proximity of a small paved road I could barely see on my right. I felt a pull on my jaw, to the right, making me panic. I knew how to pull, but not how to turn!
Over the next following days, routine slowly settled in. I had started watching the movies. The video games, however, were quite old.
I wasn’t always very open sexually speaking. I wasn’t particularly inhibited but I wasn’t always as outspoken as I am today.
I was still completely high from the sealing ceremony. It was exciting and I could clearly see that my place was in the sacred source society.
One of the older women stepped forward from the crowd.
“Why are you wearing clothes ? Are you trying to insult our customs and laws ? Even if you are a just visitor, you need to follow the rules”
The way I was sitting in the limousine prevented me from seeing my master, and he chose to remain silent. I spent some time looking at the empty seat ahead of me in the Limo, dozing off and losing all sense of time and direction. Every time the car turned, stopped or accelerated I could hear the bells on my nipples ringing briefly, exciting me some more.
I feltĀ asleep. I don’t know how long I slept, but I clearly knew how I was woken up:
I was hit strongly on the side by a cane, leaving a long red mark.
So here I am. Living in the wooden ark with my beautiful girlfriend Sylvana and her girlfriend Linda.
The new ceremonial room was much smaller and consisted of a normal class room with all of the desks pushed in a corner of the room.
I stopped caring. I almost stopped feeding myself. If I had still been in economic class, I would have most likely starved to death without anyone noticing, but in First Class, Paulio made sure I ate enough each day, going so far as dragging me naked from the pool so I would eat.
The flight was the most intense hours of my human life: I was about to become, hopefully, permanently silenced and my plan was making me really nervous.
All the work made me hungry, and according to my master’s clock, it was noon: I felt tired, probably because I lacked energy.
So, I am not really bisexual. I prefer men above women most of the time. Well, I also prefer Pedro above most men, but that’s another discussion.
Annie was already waiting for me in the empty classroom when I arrived.
I was rather nervous. I had no idea how she would react and it scared me. I was about to place myself in a really delicate situation and rushing in wasn’t generally my style.