I'm sixteen as are all of the other gang members. She stood in front of me dressed in Jeans and a blouse and to be truthful she had filled out a bit o...er the last few months."What size are your tits?" I asked."What, why?" she spat out."It's a simple question to someone who will do anything to become a gang member," I said starting to turn away."No wait," she said reaching out a hand to stop me leaving, "I'm 32A." That's not much," I said looking closely at her bust, "but I suppose it will get. I tried to remain calm when they took me to the back room to do a more thorough security check. Still, I hoped that they would just look through my luggage and it would be all over with. But they questioned me for over twenty minutes, and I knew Jackson would be gone and that our opportunity was lost. It was the fact that the security agents had deprived me of that opportunity to say goodbye to him that perhaps made me so angry that I lost my cool. I snapped at the steely-eyed security agent. "She turned to me and grasped the slip-hook that held the leash to thecollar. "You will follow this man and you will obey him. When yourmoment comes, you will know." She unhooked the leash from the collar,and I stepped over to Yuri's side. I wanted to run away, but what Iwanted made no difference. I was a prisoner in my own body with no moreinfluence than a deer on a hunter's hood.The door opened and he led me through a lobby, richly furnished incontrast to the humble exterior. Two large. Michael picks up the remote and turns on the TV. He flips a few channels until he comes to the one he wants to see. The images on the screen tell me that I am in trouble. No, it isn't me, or anything that I have done. It is one of his and Master's favorite porn channels: the newest one to our satellite service, featuring BDSM. I know the scenes are going to make me horny. I would want to play with myself. Michael is a little more sadistic in teasing me than Master is. This is both a torment and.