He stood about 6’2”, blocking the sun with his shoulders. He was wearing faded blue jeans and a gray t-shirt that showed off his toned arms. My ey...s finally find their way up to his face. A crooked smile. Messy light brown hair. Gorgeous blue eyes. I give a little laugh. “Yeah, I guess. Just one stupid box, of course.” His smile is breath-taking. “There’s always one.” He starts to walk towards me. I move out of his way and he reaches in and grabs the box. He pulls it away with ease. When he. Now I'm in the car. I feel stripped of my humanity and stupid and dumb and hot. I'm still nervous and tense and sweating, every time I've mentioned that I belong to someone else. I've felt like a miserable toy, like a used and discarded dildo ... I'm sorry I didn't do things exactly as you ordered Mistress Gaby.I'm sorry Mistress Gabriela, I deserve that you slap hard my face as hard and as many times as you want. The day I saw your photos I wet my panties. Really. I never imagined that you. I expected to achieve only two or three kicks, but I sometimes got up to five or even six. Not exactly impressive, but better than I thought I would have been pre-merge.Next I grabbed a few more pairs of socks to try juggling. I'd been no good at it before, but this time I improved rapidly and soon had three 'balls' going reliably. I tried four, but that was much harder.Then I had the idea of having each mind follow alternate balls, and taking turns controlling our hands as each mind needed. Wo daily clg jane laga.Ek di shaila aunty ka call aaya or unhone mujhe apne ghar bulaya.Mai bohot khush hogaya or unke ghar gaya. Unki washing machine kharab hogayi thi or wo chahti thi ki mai ise thik kr du. Pr mujhse nhi hui. Mai machine thk krne ki koshish kr raha tha or aunty nahane chali gayi. Or jb wo bathroom se bahar aayi to sirf ekChoti si towel boobs k pas lapet k bahar nikli.Mai dekhta hi hi reh gaya unko. Towel thodi choti thi mujhe unke chut k baal dikhai de rahe the niche.Mai bas.