Let me know your schedule and we will find a night. Possibly you could wear a cocktail dress that accents your beauty? I can only hope.”“I am sure...I have some old rag in my closet that will meet your expectations,” she said, not realizing how big her smile was.“Sounds great, I will wait to hear from you about a good day and we will make it happen!”She hopped out and into her van to continue her day. He had some prurient thoughts as to how things were going according to plan as he headed back to. She was actually a verygood archer, albeit with a light bow that did not require too muchstrength to draw."I have been known to," said Kurgus. "It serves a purpose in that otherpeople will then trust you to do the same when their time comes." Kurgusgazed at me in particular. "It is foolish to lie unless somethingserious is at stake, but when it is, my word is flexible. However I donot truly need the money I would get for selling you, and so my word isgood." I was not sure you would keep your. I had received a text. It said "60."I was panicked. I grabbed for my phone and wrote back "Hello."The phone buzzed back with "45."I wasn't sure what Master David was looking for. I replied to my email."Hello," I wrote. "What do you want?"My phone buzzed again with "That's not how you address your new Master,sissy." And then, "30." It was followed by a picture of me dressed upand sucking on a dildo from my Fetlife account.I started typing again. "I apologize Master. This is sissy slut. London was a dream to him. He everything about the police force and was never caught. Most of the time her would just rape the women and leave them. The beauty of it was they never told anyone about it because of the humiliation on the family. He only killed some women if he felt like it. Some times the rage really did boil over, he would carried away and start stabbing his victim while still fucking them. Granted he did this to mainly hookers. He strolled down town with a surgeons bag with all.