. You're quite active." She hints, revealing that she knows I have fantasies about her. "What are you talking about?" I play dumb. "Hehe, I really...liked the part where you said my name with your hand in your pants." She drops the bomb. All veils are torn, nothing is hidden. Felicia knows I'm attracted to her. "I'm sorry! I can't help it! If you would like to leave, you can." I say and hang my head shamefully. I feel my pants being unzipped and open my eyes to see Felicia undoing them. I keep so many that my staff works full-time. I don't pay them, since work is its own reward here."The man has a sly smile come across his face before he continues, "As for what I am going to do to you, that should be obvious by now. I am going to break your spirit and make you compliant. When that happens, you will be sold to a rich guy who likes compliant cunts. Now that you can see, there is something that we have to do. It is a measure to guarantee that you don't try too hard to. Breasts are ludicrous,But lovely,Much like a pair of pantiesRolled down to the knees,No longer clothing,But ornament--When they do not give suckTo infants' needs,Breasts are panties, too,Rolled down to the knees.God or nature,Take your pick,Must have thoughtA million years or soBefore decidingWhere to placeThe buttocksSo as to transformTorso into thighs,Thighs into backAnd belly;We can only wonder howMany millennia HeOr it spent in fixingThe location of women'sBouncing breasts.There is. I was at the stage where I would have gone looking, but I had no idea at all of where to look! Finally, after more than 10 days, my phone rang. It was Lee, she said she was calling to let me know she was all right. She and Carey had run off, they were planning on being a couple. I listened to her, and heard her out. I also heard my own voice begging, crying, loud, then soft. I struggled to control my voice, to not degenerate into a weak man, then she was gone..I held the phone, the dial tone.