At least it is over and I can go back home. That voice inside my head, it was as if someone took over…” she said to herself in the car. Just as sh... was about to start the engine she noticed a car parked 2 spots down from here and seated in it she could make out the imagine of a young man… the man from Mistress Cupcake. She felt a warm tingling sensation spread throughout her body as she could see pretty clearly under the parking lights tell that he was “enjoying himself” “Oh my goodness… I. It was my parent’s idea for you to stay here so I’m sure they won’t mind. It’s not like they don’t know who you are.”“Oh. OK then, I guess I’ll just…stay here then,” I said. “By ‘we’ I assume you mean you and Ashley?”“And Sara,” said Lauren. “She’s in the other room going over the takeout menus. We were just about to order some food so you are just in time.”Lauren called out to Sara, and she came into the room. This was getting to be too much. Sara was their other best friend, and another. I felt like the only way to do that was to somehow graft myself on like a third hand or voodoo myself in as a conscience, so I could see you come up with these amazing thoughts that you have, these mind blowing ideas. To actually see you paint them as elegantly as you do on the canvas.’ He coughed. ‘Then I realized……that I am already there, right there. And so are you. You are a piece of me and I of you. A major part of the machine, whether we like it or not. I didn’t come this far just to give. As her legs pump and wriggle and she moan’s into her gagdon’s free hand run`s down her thigh making her tremble at his touch.Then she jump’s and squeal’s as he slap `s her bottom to quieten her.She twist’s and turn’s as he carries her deep into the lair `Get her ready` i say.She’s taken off his shoulder still struggling still shouting into her gag.And held against a wall one hand holding a shoulder another massaging her left breast.Someone else is removing her ankle ropes and the thigh ropes.