“That’s not like it is when you open a bottle from the supermarket, it goes through all sorts of checks and things to make it stay fresh for longe.... I’ll let you have a taste later and you’ll taste how different the real thing is.”He was right, when we tasted it, it was still warm and soo creamy.“We can’t sell it like that, all sorts of crazy rules, but no ones going to know if we use it like that ourselves. Mother says that this stuff is why she’s such a good baker.”With the cows milked it was. She collected what strength she had and made another run for the door, twosteps later another lightning bolt sliced through the air and hit the metalclip on her clit and she felt like her clit was on fire and an explosion ofpain inside her belly, so powerful was the pain that she could only gasp andshe fell on her hands and knees, as soon as she touched the floor in this position an even more powerful boltof electricity hit the steel butt plug in her ass making her throw her headback and scream. "Claire, what are you doing?" came a voice, "don't you touch anything." I had better go see what she wants," the girl said. "That is my Mum, she cleans for you." I guessed that, Claire," I told her. "come back if she lets you, and if you want to play."She smiled at the invite, putting the control down as she left the room. I tried reaching for it but it was just out of reach. I could feel the gentle buzzing as it carried on teasing me on the lowest setting. Ah well, I could wait. For a while. What was left of the old governments was swept away, unless they themselves had super-humans. Some held out. Some united. Most were now under the influence of the Society, an autocratic group working from behind the scenes to promote their takeover of the world. If there had never been a secret society that wanted to rule the world before, there was one now. Assad, Alia and Goren were three of the Society's Captains. We had met at a social function for people who kept sex slaves, like.