"Cigarettes are available inside, sissyuseless. Butyou might have to pay more for them than you think." He heard Ms.Yellow laugh."Rule 1: I am God. I ...wn this facility. I own you. I own Ms. Yellow,Ms. Blue and everyone here. This is my universe and I created it."Rule 2: Ms. Yellow and Ms. Blue and any other female here, are to you,God. You will obey them or suffer punishment with extreme prejudice."Rule 3: There are many sissies here who have performed very well overtime and have been promoted. We talked on the way to the garage I told how crap my day was going"You poor thing"she replied as we drove past a garage"I'll take you to get dried off first"pulling up to her house as she got out I glanced at her stunning ass in those tight leggings she ran and unlocked the door and signaled for me to come in I was cold and soaked as I made my way in her house she went to get out of her clothes she had just returned from the gym.I heard the shower turn on I didn't want to sit down I would have. Faoril moaned behind me in throaty pleasure. The poor thing was impaled on the Minotaur's huge cock. She even sounded like it felt good. “Angela!”I knelt over Angela. She stared into my eyes, her blue eyes glossy with pain. “My concubine.”“I'm here, my Queen. Drink.”“Yes, yes, yes, fuck me with that huge cock,” Faoril moaned behind me.Angela's lips latched onto my nipple. I sighed in delight, my back arching as she drank. Despite the fear beating through me, it felt wonderful to have my Queen. Almost all of our stylists havetraining beyond cosmetology - physical therapy, psychotherapy... We areeven equipped and licensed for many forms of cosmetic surgery." Wow!" Brenda said. "I'm just looking to start with a new hair style." Absolutely," Bri said. "In fact, we make it a point to have all of ourclients sign this agreement which says that we will only do treatmentsthat your specifically approve." Bri handed the 1-page agreement toBrenda along with a pen.She read it and quickly.