The world she was sure she was born to live in. Taking a deep breath, she calmed herself and turned into the walk.Alicia was a very unusual girl. From...the age of perhaps thirteen, Alicia knew what she wanted to be: A sex toy. Not some whore to be used and abused, but the cherished possession of a Master and Mistress who would know how to get the best use from their possession.Even before she turned thirteen, it seemed to Alicia that she'd always been hungry for sex -- she couldn't remember a. She was pretty, but not exceptionally so; and even though her name was Barbara you didn't think _Barby_ when you saw her. -- And Rachel hated her.Their meeting was perfectly normal. Barb told Rachel how pretty she was, and complemented Stephanie on how 'hot' her brother was._Yeh, Yeh, Yeh, I'm pretty, -- keep your grubby paws off my husband, you little tramp, _ went through Rachel's mind, as she graciously accepted the compliment and made small talk.Barb was the perfect houseguest, and she. I liked it.“Panties, too. And your top.”I wasn’t wearing a bra. My tits are small and I like to let them breathe. I stood there naked, waiting for Lonni to tell me what to do next. My pussy began to tingle in a good, good way.“Sweet thing, you are too submissive for your own good. Fortunately, I have your best interests at heart. Now sit down on the bed, lean back with your feet on the floor, and spread your legs. I’m going to eat you all up. We’ll see if you can cum with another girl’s tongue. "I have done that which I have been told, again and again, must never be done, even though it cost a life. But this was my life, and in my arrogance I thought that I, I alone, could do this thing and still live. And it might have been so but for my illness, my injury, though it would not have been for the reason I gave to myself. And now I have betrayed us, and my name will be as a curse among us." I— I don't think it needs to be as bad as that," I stammered, more than a little appalled. But my.