I am to refer to her only as ?Auntie.? All three of us are Uncle John’s slave girls. I’ll let Mother Cunt or Auntie tell you how that came about....?Wait, before you go ahead, Crystal, let me say that I’ve been married to John since I was twenty years old, and I love him as much, or more, than the day, ten years ago, when we got married. John is a good man. But, he is a sadist. He floats my boat, keeps me sexually energized, and fills my masochistic needs all the time. He has been my life since. “Oh, don’t worry about him, he’s just the driver” she said.She whispered something else to Ben and then turned to me. “We’re leaving now; go and get the car” she ordered.So I left, but glanced back and watched as Ben was getting braver and now had both his hands on her arse pulling her into his body. She was no doubt enjoying the feel of a young erection up against her.I didn’t want to miss anything so I rushed to the car. As I pulled up outside the bar, Jane and Ben were just leaving, arm in. I felt so slutty and hot to be wearing a thong and taking pictures I knew I would eventually be sending to the man who would fuck me. After I had done that I was ready for the next step, to find the right guy. I had taken an old iPhone I wasn't using anymore and downloaded apps. As anyone who has used those before knows new users get a lot of attention early. I had maybe been on there an hour and my phone was getting blown up with messages from various guys. So many messages, mostly "hey". This was the final rite. A stream of energy flowed from the man's chest to Zethriel's hand, and as he drew the man's soul from his body, forming the energy into a crystal, the human screamed. Keria woke gently, the soft red cushions of her rented bed surrounded her and felt marvelous on her naked body. Her leathers and weapons rested on a chair across the room. She pushed her dark hair off her face but didn't get up yet. She had dreamed about Zethriel last night. Though she would never say it,.