So I did and left, it was now early in the morning, probably 8am when I got home. My parents were wondering where I was. I just told them I was helpin... someone out with something.That all took place in January… but, later that year…It was April and winter was over, I never really talked to Ally again after that, It was more so just for sex. It was business. But I text her from time to time. I read a book about money and investing in stocks, I really was interested in that now, I didn’t want to. Maria continued to slide along the sofa seat toward me, until she was sat pressed up right next to me.“How many pleasure-slaves do you own sir?” Maria asked.She looked straight into my eyes. My god, she was beautiful, truly gorgeous. She wore a long black evening gown, with two splits, so her long legs were on show. It also displayed her nice cleavage.“I have three pleasure-slaves,” I told her, “So Maria, were you sold to your previous master as a pure girl?”“Yes sir, on my eighteenth. I hoped that it would work" she exclaimed. She wanted to achieve a look, and nothing short of perfect was going to be acceptible.She looked up the Internet and found some black nipple covers advertised and available at a local supplier, so we headed off to buy some. She also decided to buy a very brief black string bikini bottom to reduce the covering that we needed to hide from the camera.When we returned she went off to my bedroom to get changed and to apply her nipple covers."Oooh ... la .... A semi-automatic .45, to be precise. She thought, "I wish I was somewhere else," just as one of them came up behind her and smashed its clawed arm into the back of her head.When she woke up, she was indeed somewhere else. She was outside, for one thing. The floor and encompassing walls of her spaceborne ship were gone. She could see the sky, which was blue, and the sun, which was bright. It was warm. She blinked.Am I dead? she thought. She sat up, then got to her feet and looked over herself..