Almost before she knew what was going on he had invited her to his house so he could show her more about it. And the rest, they say, is history.That w...s two years ago and now she sat once again in front of Master's house. She glanced down at the clock on her dashboard. It was time to stop reminiscing and go inside – she didn't want to be late and keep her Master waiting! She slipped off her comfortable driving shoes and put on her platform heels. After standing up on wobbly legs for a couple of. Not sure a train would have woken him up if it had drove through the house. I was searching the room all over trying to find all of my clothes. There were no less than a dozen used condoms lying around the bed on the floor, most filled with visible amounts of cum. As I dressed I really began to notice how sore I was. Not like all over, just my pussy. My pubic bone felt bruised and my pussy was raw and sore from being fucked so many times with such aggression. I’m not even sure I came that. He slid into the murky water with a leap – there was no other word for it – so sudden that Clara couldn’t imagine the ‘before’ of this picture any more. There was only a large ripple on the surface of that water.She stared at the ripple until it wasn’t any more. She blinked and looked at her watch again. 1005. More than three hours had passed. She looked at the car again. It was still there.Clara decided to put her mind to developing a mosquito repelling aura. It wasn’t a very hot day here in. "Thank you for speaking to us," said Zookeeper. "We have a problem and we need the advice of a human to determine a solution. We are prevented by privacy constraints and the instructions of the authorities from performing anything but the most superficial review of the conditions your people live under. We have been receiving statistical summaries from the room monitors on the general stress levels and reproductive success rates among the groups you have been assigned to, and have noted.