You will become a living sex doll. Nothing else will matter to you.” “But,” he continued, “This is not without its own set of difficulties. Yo...r Master will forever change too, his sexuality will override most of his other drives, as mine has…” “I still want it, Master. I wish to dedicate my life to sexuality, servitude, and submissive training. I will pay whatever price it entails.” she humbly proclaimed. With that statement, a beautiful Eurasian girl looking to be about 21 years of age walked. “We’re friends,” I said flatly.“Ah,” Autumn nodded solemnly, then put an innocent look on her face. “What if I told you someone asked your ‘friend’ Jen out on a date?”Clearly uncomfortable with the question, I ground my teeth while thinking of a response.“I guess I’d have to ask you who is looking to eat his meals through a straw,” I said flatly.“No one can ask your ‘friend’ out?” Autumn teased.“When she’s ready to date, they will need to wait their turn.”“What if she’s never ready to date? How. Tiffany began to lose track of the amount of time she stood there waitingfor her mistress to come and get her. To her good fortune no one hadwalked past to see her in her utter humiliation. Tiffany thought she wasin the clear that no one would see her when two frat boys walked aroundthe corner to get on the elevator. They both looked her up and downclearly checking out the long shapely legs covered up past the knees inleather boots and the tight red and black lace trimmed outfit. One. Bobbie had a cat ate the canary grin on her face. We hugged every which way. Then we sat down. Nobody spoke. You could cut the tension with a knife. This went on for about five minutes. Then Joyce told a joke. We all laughed. Bobbie told another. We laughed still more. Ann told a really bad one. We laughed again. Then we settled back into normal conversation. We moved to the kitchen and Ann put steaks on the grill. I microwaved the vegetables and the rolls. Joyce set the table and poured the.