We finally reached our destination and headed into a small and quite untidy house. It looked like a bit of a student house. We went into the lounge an... I took a seat in the corner of the room. Everyone was oblivious to my being there. I should say that by now I was getting quite nervous as things were not in my control at all. I could here one of them on the phone to someone bragging that they have picked up a ‘right fucking slag’ and they are going to bang the fuck out of her. Then I heard the. It puzzled her for a long time and she fell asleep, her first night as a pet.She awoke in a cold sweat. She knew why. If she hadn't been shackled to the floor she probably would have bolted out the door of the club and never looked back. But the list of names on the bottom of the shelf stared at her. The same names as the ones in the files. They were daring her to stay. Challenging her to join them. To please him, their Master. It was what she wanted.As the long night passed into morning, she. Amy was a good looking girl, a short Irish girl who was always cheery. She would often jump up and down, making her oversized breasts bounce. Although, she never noticed.We park, then soon ambushed by Amy. The giddy red-head accompanies us to our first class. She talks slot as we walk. Mostly about nothing, but soon trails off as she sees some one."Ooh, Daniel, Stacy, you need to meet my friend!" Amy bounced as she skipped to the small Asian girl. The girl seemed to be the exact opposite of. I dreamed of having her over my lap beating her cute little butt her, but I had to be careful, maybe she really was late. Sally appeared in my bedroom at ten minutes past eight wearing her cheerleader uniform. "Oh, dear! I'm late; I'm so late, I haven't had time to change. I'm such a bad, bad girl!" she teased.She was deliberately late, and by wearing her cheerleader uniform along with her theatrical apology, she made it very clear she wanted a spanking.I knew she would turn up late and try to.