’ ‘How’d she see me?’ ‘The room was a showcase, were the mirror was, was actually a window for the newly made, or undecided dominatrixes to ...ook at you. You caught the eyes of a dominatrix of 3 months that hasn’t decided on a slave. Until now. My job is to fill you in with specifics. You are probably confused as to what transformation you just went through,’ she touched my hole, ‘this is a pussy. All submissive slaves have them, they will be filled by what there dominatrix grew, which is called. It was a group of four women who were extended to today to provide some test samples. There were also eight of the BMOs from the Imam's group who had been caught after the substitution fraud of the previous week. The goal today was to get the waiting time down to five or so minutes at the turnstile instead of the normal twelve to fifteen.Belinda Carlton didn't know that she was the first of the new process. Cindy was the leader of this group, and there was nothing abnormal with the first three. He brushed off the moral aspects of it but I wasn't prepared to. I told him that he was in a vice ring and that he had to get out of it. He said that he couldn't and that the other two would come after him if he tried. We argued about this every night for a fortnight and got nowhere. He was frightened of getting out. I was frightened too but I couldn't be a party to what I considered criminal and beastly so I threatened to leave him. He still wouldn't get out of it so here I am."Becca squeezed. I think I'm going to want a little after you're done with it." I'm ... Yeah ... I'm almost there, Dad ... Jesus ... I love fucking this, bitch!" my boyfriend said, laughing breathless and I rolled my ass for him, screwing my cunt onto his prick like I'd never let him go."She's a good one alright," Mr. Summers agreed and he pushed his cock into my mouth again, catching me right this time and I groaned as his thickness pressed into the tight confines of my delicate throat."Christ ... I'm going to.