” “So, is Josh back from NYC yet?” Michael asked, starting up the car.“Yeah, he is, but I hardly get to see him. He’s usually at home when I...��m at work and at night he has night school.”“Oh, he goes to night school?”“Yeah, he’s getting his masters in aero-engineering, whatever that means, I think it's called that anyway.”“So, it’s related to his job?”“Not really, he just likes to do it. Plus, with a master’s degree, he’ll jump up two entire pay grades.”“But you guys still have time on the. The total humiliationof wearing such a device and the fear of having your sex under thecontrol of another person not knowing if you would ever be released fromits confines."Girls, it's getting late and Andy and I are getting impatient. You needto stop fussing and be totally compliant, pleasing slave girls. Adisciplined slave girl is a happy slave girl, so from now on we willpunish you for bad behavior. Here's a sample of what to expect foranything less than immediate submission to our. I noticed another new item, a big fluffy pink dressing gown and slippers behind the door. I slipped them on as it was getting colder and trudged downstairs. I stood in the kitchen with my new long blonde hair around my shoulders and my dressing gown done up tight! “Hi sweetness your usual breakfasts ready, sit down.” “I’m not hungry” I said. “Sit Down” he shouted. I did. I hated him but could see how he was manipulative and had my Mum eating out of his hand. He had always insisted I eat all. We squealed as our video views hit 10,000, then 20,000, eagerly awaiting the next milestone. “You know 20,000 people have gotten off watching us,” he said with a smile as I return the smirk. Hot. We were far from porn stars, but our amateur couple porn was well on its way. We were going to do this right. We were determined.This, however, was not always our lives. Before meeting my man, I was on a massive journey of self-discovery. I’d left home without a dime and decided to travel for as long.