Plus, she would randomly send pictures of herself to my phone to tease me. She knew I had a huge pantyhose fetish so I could expect random pictures of...her feet, her feet wearing sexy shoes, or even her with another guy all dressed up in sexy outfits and pantyhose. All the while, her text would remind me I was her chastity slave. Needless to say, I both loved and hated it. At my weakest, I wanted to break the envelope, let myself out and masturbate like I had been used to, but I knew if I did. Closing my eyes I sink down on to the floor and start figuring out the system.I come with a lexicon of different languages and skills; it seemed likely they would have to install a computer system inside to take care of autonomic operations and allow me to make my command known. I figure the operating system I have has got to be much more intelligent and sophisticated then anything the Neo empire can come up with.I am right. My OS has the Neo computer cracked in under a minute. Their system is. Brian snatched them before they dropped, and pressing them against his face, breathed in her feminine aroma, the scent of a woman in heat.“For Christ’s sake, Brian, take your pants off. I can see that you’re in agony.”Gratefully Brian yanked his jeans off and Penny stepped forward and helped him out of his Jockeys as well. “It’s not fair that I should be having all the fun,” she teased as Brian was left with only his shirt on. His cock was semi rigid and the sight of it gave Penny another. We went back to my parents’ for Christmas every year. It was fun - the five of us (six, if Justin brought someone) opening presents, eating turkey. Holiday stuff.Somehow, this annual tradition had wormed its way into our fantasies.“What do you want to give Justin this year?” Emily hissed into my ear.“Everything,” I answered without hesitation.“Be more specific, slut.”“Me. My body. My tits, my ass, my dripping cunt. It’s all for him.”“What else?”“You. I give him my girlfriend. You belong to him.