The next morning I woke up and immediately started to panic. What had I started? How could I have done what I did last night, was I just a dirty whore... Julia woke up and realised the cause of my panic. She reached up and started cuddling me bringing me back down beside her.We talked for a long time and she made me realise what I guess I already knew, that I had to explore my sexuality, which I had ignored while being with Peter. The intensity of my orgasm and the pleasure the dildo's (and. The second week we had another nine infiltrators. All were captured, but four of them died three days later. One of them was careless with his syringe while handling it. Apparently these guys aren't much for washing their hands, and as we all know, they traditionally eat from a common serving dish with their fingers. Sorry to say, death was slow and ... inevitable."The same thing happened on the third week. Only five showed up. Our cameras caught them in the act. One of them tried to get rid of. Before Mistress could reply, Maddy jumped in and snarled, "Because I get to kick the shit out of you, you little scumbag!" She sounded awfully confident which didn't do my frame of mind a whole load of good!Mistress then crossed the room and opened a door that would, i had assumed previously, lead to a cupboard. With the door open, she flicked a switch which put on a light that illuminated a flight of stairs leading down. "Come on, girls," she instructed with a smile.At the bottom of the stairs. "I know right? Well anyway, I wanted to know if you wanted to see my othervibrators..." she said."Umm, sure! Want to come over?" I asked."I'd love to! I'll be over in a few minutes!" she said.We hung up. I went over to my closet and pulled out the sexiest clothing I owned.Tight black shorts, bikini styled underwear, a tight pink bra and a big tube top. Igot dressed and put her vibrator on my bed. The doorbell rang and I ran downstairs toanswer it."Hi Marissa!" I said as I opened the door."Hey.