He continued ?Would you like to react to that?? and I replied ?No, sir.? He asked ?Why are you calling me sir and acting like my slave?? I asked ?Isn?... that why I am here, sir?? He replied ?Yes, but I didn?t even have to tell you this. I guess that makes you a good slave?? I said ?I hope so, sir? and without warning tears came out of my eyes. I was crying with sadness and humiliation. My life was worth nothing unless I found a way to escape. My jailor stopped and thought about how he should. " "Well sweetheart, some guys are pigs and are only after one thing and then they move on to their next conquest." Why are they like that" Stella asked as she continued to sob."I don't really know, I guess they are immature."Stella then looked into my eyes and said "I know you would never do that to me would you?" Of course not Angel. I lovingly replied stroking her bangs. "I love you so very much and I respect you and would never do any thing to hurt you."That's why I love you so very much. They seemed okay and I agreed a price for a trial shoot with them. I was very nervous but I have never had issues with showing my body so I guessed it would be okay.On the morning of the shoot I showered, did my hair, and headed down to the studio. I was greeted at the door by a pleasant guy who showed me through to a room at the back with a large sofa in it. The lighting was already in place. It looked pretty professional and I started to relax, feeling more comfortable with the. "I'm dying for a really kinky experience."Cyndi let out a whimper as she slipped out of her shirt on the TV, then began to touch herself. The TV was so loud I could barely hear Megan as I whispered, "For your viewing pleasure."I began to lick and suck Megan's neck, licking my way over her smooth white flesh. I let my hand come down on her breast. The tank top she wore was wet with her warm sweat from the drive, and clung to her breasts like a glove. Her nipples poked through enticingly. I.