"How is it that I rape women? That we rape women? We kill people too, madam. Perhaps I killed your husband in battle or he wounded me."She drew a quic... breath then stopped breathing for a second. She saw him killing her husband, shooting him, stabbing him. She had never before had that image."No. I didn't mean... But you have to kill. It's war." And that keeps me a good man, right? I can kill and be 'good' for you. Oh yes I see your little bourgeois mind working, Frau. You are feeling warm. That made me instantly think of something from my past...I met Melanie on a dating sight: She was short blonde and had bright blue eyes. We decided after talking for a few days we would meet up. She lived in Louisiana so she was about a hour away. I drove down one Friday afterwork with plans to stay weekend if all went well . I arrived and it wasn’t long before we were making out on her couch. Stand up she said. She pulled my pants down and my cock was rock hard. She grabbed it and licked the. “Very good, but we need to get you closer to the edge so you can learn to hold back better,” said Daddy, teaching for the bag at his feet. “I bought a few things to help with your training in that area.” He pulled out a bodywand vibrating massager , restraints, and a medium sized butt plug. “This,” He said holding up the plug, “is to help get you used to anal... though it seems you’ve already started working on that,” he finished with a sly smile. “You will wear this every day for as long as I. "Be a girl then, let me see." Okay." I'll do your makeup first," Viv smiled then, the first one she ever gave me, and it was going to be okay.She was a real citizen, meaning Viv had never been anything else. Not like Ransom who had been from someplace else off-world, and an addict and was now reformed. Vivian had been grown here, replicated by Shiseido from some idealized salesgirl's DNA so that Viv would look and sound and act like a thousand other ones. Someone somewhere had decided that.