With time on his hands he considered what Minara had told him. The initial horror and disgust of what she told him had abated. If he where honest with...himself, he had suspected that defeat would mean destruction, and he had almost accepted it after that final message all those years ago. But the fact they had turned him into a Grojan rather than a Grojani played on his mind. He was also growing to accept that the 'plastic surgery' was no such thing, he was more and more convinced he had been. Quite honestly if she wanted to do it I think I would agree. It would be too good an opportunity to pass up, even if it’s wrong.*****I woke up early as usual and began getting ready. Kayla happened to be an early riser too and I was to be at her place for 8:30. I showered, shaved, towelled off and selected my attire for the day. I grabbed a tight pair of jeans. Tight in the sense that they fit closely but fortunately didn’t chafe. I put my belt on followed by a white t shirt over which I wore a. His touch was magnetic and almost painful. All of a sudden the clouds were black and red. My body was glowing. "Where was I?" Was all that was going through my mind. As if I was floating over my body. I could see myself naked in his hands, he started to caress my breast with one hand and started to rub my clit with the other while kissing my body all over. I could feel how my body felt even though I wasn't in it. Unbearable, I continued to watch him have his way with my body, placing my nipple. “My name is…”“Not anymore its not!” The Mistress was furious, her hand fell across my face so fast and so hard it knocked me back down to the cold hard floor. “Your name is Riley, slave and you would do well to remember it. Or I’ll make sure its the only thing you know how to say when I’m finished with you. Understand!?”“Yes Mistress.” I cried as she yanked a handful of my hair into her fist.“Humph… how discussing. Its a shame I cant just program you to behave properly, but we cant risk you.