I had have fantasies sure of being with more than one man, but if this were slut training what would it entail.Master put his hand on my cunt and bega... slapping saying, “I can feel your wetness slut, at least my cunt is ready to be trained!”He continued to instruct me. “When my colleagues arrive you will greet them by stating your name when I tell you! I expect a slutty fuckhole like you to stay still while you are inspected to see if you are worthy to serve us all!”He then moved me off the. I began to fantasize more and more about my mom and my sister. Then I had the thought appear in my head to try and make my dark passionate dreams come true with either my mom or sister. I figured that my mom would be my best bet to get an i****t fantasy with, I don't know why, maybe because my dad was always away on business or working late so I figured that perhaps my mom was horny.I planned out the whole thing. My older sister was in collage so I did not have to worry about her catching us,. She felt she was movingacross the room and tried to orient herself as her mindbegan to play out the possibilities. Had she beendiscovered, was this her last moments on earth? Would shebe tortured, or have her life snuffed out quickly as sheswung helplessly. Then as quickly as she had been swept up she foundherself now against the cool metal of the exerciseapparatus, as Reggie’s huge right arm held her tightaround her waist, she felt his left hand grasp her kneesand drape it over one of. "Where is Dr. Adam's Office?" you ask my division secretary.She admires you for a moment, then responds, "You must be Ms. Silvia." You nod. "He asked if you could stay here in the lobby until he is ready?"You take a seat and wait. Our appointed time comes and goes. Professors and students walk by and all admire you, discretely. Ten minutes after we are supposed to meet the secretary asks you to go down the hall to my office.I open the door. I am dressed in a light grey business suit, blue shirt.