"He returned to Amanda and lifted the chain. Amanda looked up at him, her eyes wide and pleading. Roquan gave her a stern look, but it was tinged with...sympathy. Yet the meaning was clear. She could not waver in this. She had to do what was expected of her. She had to be the good slave.Amanda forced most of the fear from her mind as the lock was closed and the chain reattached. Roquan gave it a brisk snap and led her over to Freya.Freya paused, her eyes sliding down Amanda's body. Amanda felt. Finally, in a soft tone, she asked me if I recognized it. I nodded and said yes that I recognized it. I was expecting her to go off on me. She’d found my stories, she went to the trouble of printing one out to confront me, I was bracing myself for the worst. Her reaction was nothing like I was expecting. She said that she was a fan of zeke81 too so when she found a folder containing all of zeke81’s stories on our computer she was amazed to find that we were both a fan of the same Literotica. Watching her just reminded me of my own fruitless search for sexual release. I lay there spellbound as her slender arm revealed itself from beneath the sheets. She reached across the gap between our beds and slowly drew me from my bed towards her. It was as though she could sense my loneliness and just wanted me to feel a little less lost. It felt like a dream but I could have no more resisted than if she was my favourite dessert. She pulled back the covers and slowly drew me into bed, coaxing. Once she felt the plant had received enough of her pee, she closed her pee-hole and pulled back from the plant and admired her work briefly with a grin. Then, turning on her heel and going into deep thought, she looked around the kitchen for possible places to urinate next. When she couldn’t find any place else to pee in the kitchen that appealed to her, she turned off the light and walked out. She was in hunt of her next toilet, seeing as her bladder was quite full from the drinking that she.