I tell her she can stay. She tells me she will do anything to stay with me. I ask her “Did you say anything?”. She nods her head yes and then says...”I will do ANYTHING. “ My mind goes in different directions trying to calculate the true meaning of ANYTHING. Then she says “Let me show you what I mean by anything”. She climbs into the back of the van and starts to remove her clothes. She deserves better than a dirty old van. I tell her to stop. I drive away from the place as fast as I can and to. I knew why it took so long for Himto buzz me in, He wanted me to have a good chill on and be wet. i knocked on Master's door when i reached his apartmentand immediately knelt to my knees as His requirementwas that when announcing yourself at His door, a slaveshould be on all fours. He opened the door for me, while still in the hallway,Master Kyle slipped on a blindfold and dog collar andchain around my neck. Master Kyle then began to "dog walk" me into His apt. As we got into His apt, he tugged. If you tried to say it now after all of this time and suffering, it would be a hollow gesture."Desperate for some kind of comeback, some kind of defense, Frances argued "There is no need for any suffering. You don't have to resort to this." She swept her hand toward the crowded room, only then noticing that it was now empty."I feel sorry for you, Mother. You will never know the feeling of loving someone so much that there is a physical hurt when they are torn from you."Frances wanted to say. I contacted the professor via Snapchat to discuss logistics. He had seen a verification photo of me but had not yet seen my face, so I snapped him a few selfies. Then I created a group chat so both men could discuss how I would be fucked while I passively observed, answering questions when asked.My Sir set ground rules that the professor was to abide by. Condoms were to be used, no lasting marks were to be made and I had to have a safe word.The professor had to travel to fuck me so I was left.