As if sensing the vitriol of the person that was holding him by his aching throat, the hand grabbed his left wrist and the pain started again. Anew. P...ins and hurts before this one were nothing. They became nothing.“WHY??” One word that echoed through his mind escaped his mouth.At his question the white entity twitched. Cocking its head to the side as if it was examining his words for its value.“Experiment!” A mechanical voice said.The pain that coursed through his nerve endings was horrific,. Since I hadn’t replied for some time, she messaged back, asking what had happened.When I asked are these true? I couldn’t believe it as she sounded like a much younger woman. So I asked if we could meet. To my surprise, she agreed.And finally, we met on a Thursday evening. She had selected the place, a luxury restaurant. I had gone home early from work, got ready, put on my best dress, and was well-perfumed. We exchanged pictures to identify each other, and I had to go to the table booked under. She didnt keep her friend waiting she placed her knees on either side of Mirandas body and pressed her cunt to her friends large hot mouth. The feeling was one of ecstasy ass Mirandas fingers parted the wet lips and plunged her long firm tongue deep into Victorias cunt. Victoria hissed in wonderment at the dexterity of her friends tongue as it curled and jabbed deeper into her hole then jumped out and flashed up and down her slit running circles around her engorged, fleshy clit. Victoria was. The next box I tossed crashed opened. It contained the evening cocktail dresses he'd bought, along with the matching shoes. I frowned. Logic said I should keep those, yet every time I'd see them I'd remember trying them on, spinning and awaiting his approval. He'd reject anything I'd pick out. At the time I'd thought it was simply he knew where we'd be going and what looked good for the occasion. Now however, I could see it for how much he wanted to control me.I got lucky, the next several.