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When we arrived into the office, we had a ton of e-mails and voicemails sent over the week-end. Most of them were from the same client who suddenly had a pressing new idea of our project which meant we had to go back to the drawing board and restart the project from scratch despite being almost done.
And so, another share wasn’t meant for me. Picking apples in this orchard wasn’t a fun-filled adventure in tree climbing but rather a driving test to see how close to each tree you could get without hitting it.
Eventually, after two days of such intensive sex with my new wonderful master, Dorothy went to see Simon who was now on a pile of feces and urine because he had been tied to the bed for so long. She untied him, had him clean himself and throw away the sheet with its mess and report to her afterward.
Soon after Steve had left me alone, Ryan came back with another bucket and a sponge.
I noticed that this time, he had long rubber gloves.
Tim and I rushed to my room and entered it while kissing passionately.
We were both seriously in the mood and caressing each other’s body.
Cassiopeia and I were left alone on the side of the track in almost pitch darkness, days of walk away from the nearest humans.
The next morning, Dorothy and I talked about the events at lengths.
She admitted she never even considering having sex with a woman, but now she thought she was truly in the process of falling in love with me. Strangely she liked the idea of not having me as a girlfriend, but rather as a slave. She liked the idea of having someone blindly following her every orders faithfully and enjoying to please her for the sake of pleasing her.
After a long drive, two men carried me out of the van and into a small room where I was left for in unknown period of time.
I hate Mondays. I always did, because it meant I was back alone in our huge mansion with my father back to work and my mother either out shopping or hiding in her room with strict orders not to bother her.
After our Shower, Cassiopeia and I returned to the cabin and it didn’t take long before the three of us were asleep, cuddling with each other, each of the two girls on either sides of Mark.
We left Simon behind and went to my room. Dorothy and I were both naked and judging by Dorothy erect nipples, both very excited. On the bed, we lied next to ex-other, with Dorothy tucking her head on my stomach. I gently stroke her hair while she began crying.
I was awakened from my sleep on the sofa by the doorbell.
I quickly realized I was still naked save for my chastity belt but I didn’t have any clothes to cover myself.
My friends think that I am an hopeless romantic loser because I am trying to get myself a girlfriend from girls I meet in ordinary bars, when these girls usually just want a one night stand.
Emily cooked supper for us still wearing her dress, but I was allowed to dress properly for the meal while she did so.
I left the cabin filthy with dripping semen from my upper chest and boobs and quickly hurried to the shower once more.
The last few days had been difficult for Catherine. She had woken up in a hospital room after remembering being in a car accident.
Eventually, she signaled me to get out of the room; she left Simon there, but put a bathrobe on.
We went in the lobby, where she gave me instructions. She then called Jeff to join us.
Tiffany and I wished a good evening to Alexandra as we got off from the monorail and quickly reached a shower near our house.
Dorothy quickly enough found her way back to me after leaving Simon in the bath.
“Now little bitch, what are we going to do with you?”
When I was young, I believed that love was between a man and a woman, but as I grew up, I began to realize that it was a little more complex than this simple truth taught us by fairy tales.
After our fight, Richard and Ellie cuddled in the bedroom, but I didn’t feel like sharing their love so I took a long shower instead.
Sunday was rather rushed. Even with an additional adult in the house to help with the chores, we had a lot to do.
This morning, I slowly opened the door to my master’s room: Often, he would sleep longer than I did, and I was forbidden to wake him up. But this time, he was already all dressed up formal, wearing a nice shirt and a nice tie. Read More…
Tiffany was the one who found me once they were done having sex. She was still partly covered in dried mud and I could see the mud imprints of Alexandra’s hands on her buttock and breasts.
After my orgasm, I was lead to sit in the chair I had used for support. Only my handler was left around me so I successfully avoided knowing who penetrated me.
April is almost a normal office worker. She goes to work in the morning, mingles with everyone else and simply comes back home at the end of the day.
I woke up with a strange feeling until I remembered that Richard had fucked Candy the previous night.
After a few days, my labia was back to normal but to say that I was back to being a normal girl would have been exaggerated.
I was still in the bath, enjoying the few minutes I still had to myself when Emily came bursting through the room, naked.
Getting Kylie sealed to me was most likely the most fun I’ve had since I entered college.
Seeing my naked roommate kneel before me in shame and humiliation only increased my attraction to her forbidden fruit.
The train stopped in the middle of nowhere. Unlike the other locations, there was no station to stop at per se.
Lucy had passed a few more tests and luckily passed them all. Slowly, room by room, she was losing sense of who she was.
It was exciting to know I was considered to be amongst the faster beginners. I had heard about Black-bug before.
After the fellatio, Simon called for breakfast and we ate in his living room simply happy to be together.
Ellie and I seemed to have reached a new level in our relationship. We felt closer and sex was certainly more interesting. Some days, I had the impression that I was neglecting Candy but on the other hand, Ellie wasn’t and it seemed to please her even more.
We sat for roughly 15 minutes while we waited for a few other people to enter and soon enough, the monorail accelerated quickly until the next station while Paul was talking to Alexandra about her tractor.
I was left standing in the rising sun for what seemed an eternity, until I heard behind me a cart being brought in my direction. Harry appeared in front of me, and tied me to the cart, once again on the left.
This week has been rather surprisingly pleasant for me thanks to Candy and Richard, but it’s not always the case.
While I was still considering the implications of possibly never having anyone truly love me, Julie had other things on her mind.
“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.