My hands held my weight, as my legs shook beneath me. She told me to take a step. I was determined to show her.One step, and my knees collapsed. My ha...ds slipped, and the bars caught me in my underarms. I screamed in pain.Her response?"Let me help you up, so we can try that again."'We?' I thought. 'She didn't do a damned thing.'Then next conversation motivated me more than anything else."Theresa told me you have a thing for her daughter."I turned and looked at the woman."It's more than 'a. Thank you,” Kaylee said, in her sweet innocent voice. Amelia then watched the teen finish the cup that contained the final dose of the drug needed to program the young teen with her altered state.When Amelia went back into the living room where her husband, Mark, and Tim were waiting, she said, “It is done, she drank it all and should be ready for you anytime now.”They had decided that Mark would program Kaylee, being Tim had been the one to program her sister. Tim then asked Edwin, “Do you. "You've been so good to me," she said, "I've been such a demanding bitch -- I don't know what's gotten into me! But thank you."Janice gave me a warm hug and kiss."And now, as your reward, I have this for you," Janice reached under the covers and pulled out a box."What's this?" I opened the box. "A slip?" No, silly, it's a babydoll nightie. Remember how I said that you will need to have your breasts covered at all times?" Even while sleeping?" Yes, even while sleeping."I pulled it out. It was. Drunk when at home to try and forget her friend, fucked during the day as part of the work, she came home sweaty and smelt like a men's public toilet, dropped off by the crew, picked back up the next morning. The crew harboured some resentment as the wife used to one of their bosses, and this was their chance of getting their own back her as much as the clients, and if the lady boys had the stamina, she would get used, abused and fucked through the night. I also know in her mind the constant.