I can see three bags of my pasty, drug-sweetened gruel hanging on high wall hooks behind me. I can see the chains the shackle me to my chair. So maybe...I'm just a crybaby.After all, I've dreamed of surrendering all control and responsibility to a cruel, impossible-to-please temptress, and my mistress is indeed as mean and cruel as they come. I worship her and live only to obey her.So why do I whine?Because I find myself slipping further and further into a sub-human state of submission. Day by. That was a real disappointment. At least Bill was coming. He arrived, apologizing on behalf of his wife. We had an excellent dinner. He complemented me in ways that would have been appropriate in the presence of his wife, and said, "I like to run a company where everyone enjoys coming to work every morning. I hope you feel that way." Oh yes," replied. "Everyone is so nice, and I am having such a good time." I'm glad," Bill said. "Everyone likes you. It would be a shame if you left. You brighten. ’ She hung up the phone, feeling happier than she could ever remember. The first couple weeks of her new job was amazing. Her coworkers and even her bosses were friendly. She was getting extensive training was even put in charge of a few artifacts and documents. Everyone complimented her on her skills. Then her paycheck came in and she was ecstatic. With this kind of money, I can afford my own place, Lili thought to herself. It’s now or never. She needed to get away from her parent’s world.. It feels so good that I can feel my pussy exuding more of my juices. In the heat of moment I expose my teeth and such in his teat. A moan escapes his lips and he grabs my head and pulls it firmly into him. Contact! I know the electrical jolt I feel is also coursing through him. I lean back and I feel him take over. His raw power and lust also fuels me. I feel him touching and kneading my breast. Lightly, ever so lightly, he kisses and stimulates my nipples. His hot breath and saliva warms.