She stiffly sat on a chair, staring down at her hands clutched on her lap. She looked up, hope blossoming in her face framed by brown, shoulder-length...hair. We looked a lot alike, though her nose was a little bigger. She dressed the same as always—conservatively. That was surprising. Had she missed Master's conditioning somehow? Was she one of the Denialist that had fled to the countryside to live in communes free of technology and Master's commands? If the war wasn't going on, Master would not. " Sandra pulled out the bright pink dildo and stuck it in her mouth, getting it nice and wet. She sucked it as if she were blowing a real cock, gagging herself. Ali just sat there, watching, eyes wide open, her pussy getting wetter, and wetter. "I have never used one of those before," Ali said. "Well you are in for a wild surprise," Sandra replied, smiling with content. Sandra walked to the bath tub and reached out her hand to help Ali out. Ali stepped out of the tub to reveal her warm, sticky. She felt that I needed to have a good fashion sense. What she didn'tknow, and what I was reluctant to tell her, was that Julia had done avery good job of drilling into me the "rules" that I would have to liveby. Katy was becoming frustrated when she would ask me a question shethought I couldn't answer, but I'd get it right anyway."I guess you truly are a girl then," she finally admitted when shecouldn't stump me. She flopped down on her bed next to me. We were silentfor a bit, the only sound in. " I was not sure if this was better. I suppose it was. Either way, I'm sure there would be some substantial red stripes across my bottom, and sitting down for some days may be difficult."Girls, you will kiss as I dispense this judgement. If you break the kiss at any time, to moan, scream, squeal or whatever, I will start again. Understood?" We both nodded. But what if you broke the kiss? And it wasn't my fault, I thought.Our dom bent you over further, spreading your legs wider. You balanced.