If they actually worked, they were going to be perfect for those girls that always wanted to use condoms. Most of them usually weren’t on the pill e...ther so they would be the ultimate stealth tool. The camouflage of a seemingly normal condom, with the built in Trojan horse. A gift that would eventually give me bareback access to a tight warm pussy while the warm sensation given off by the oil to the girl would make it almost impossible for her to notice what was really happening especially. I can't goaround enslaving people like this. It's wrong."Claire leaned forward and kissed Karen again, and said, "No Mastress, it'snot wrong at all. Everything is all right. You'll see." Yes, she's telling the truth," Rebecca continued. "You see, there'snothing wrong with you at all. Everything about you is nearly perfected. Idon't understand how I know this, but you are evolving into somethingfantastic, and beyond human comprehension. And now, we and your sisterMandy are a part of it. We must. I enjoyed our friendship a great deal and I felt sort of bad in a way that I used that friendship and a bit of her guilt about not going out with me on sexual dates to leverage her into agreeing to participate in my fantasies to make them real. But....I was a bit shocked when I saw her with a group of her friends, and said "hello" and she didn't even notice me, didn't budge, didn't stop from talking with her friends, didn't acknowledge me whatsoever. I sent her some texts thanking her for doing. That was before that fateful afternoon. Since then everything else has become unimportant. Once she thinks about the intense pleasure she will experience, anything else seems to fade.Every door on the ground floor is open and so the noises are carried by the fresh summer wind, accompanied by the smell of a fine home cooked meal. The moans come all the way from the kitchen that is in the back. The kitchen floor is glistening and there is a frying pan on the stove. The fresh vegetables and fine.