On one hand, he was right. On the other, I no longer felt hungry and had no desire to kill him. In fact, as a sexual toy, he has exceeded all expectat...ons in that matter. He was worth keeping around. “Would it help if I let you look at me?” I asked. At this moment, it suddenly became important to me that trust was built. Now that I really thought of him as a valuable toy, mostly because it seemed he could keep the feral side of me sated by drinking his seed. It seemed that from now on, we were. "Smell this," she said. "See how juicy I am. He'll love having his cock in my juice and I'll make him perform. Pat likes it gentle but I like it rough. Will your beautiful kind man be enough for me? Will he fuck me like the slut I am? I think I'll drain him clean and it still won't be enough and you know what that means; I'll get off on whipping your arse and your lovely man will hate it won't he?"She nibbled June's ear. "It'll knot up his insides every time the whip marks your bum. You're a. Both parents. Even then you will haveto start as a trainee and then do full slave training when you're eighteen,if someone sponsors you." "They'll never do that," Judy began to weep, "They'd neveragree." "I didn't say they would have to agree, I said they had to sign a consentform. Not quite the same thing Judy." She gave a mischievous grin andJudy caught her train of thought "Maybe I could get them to do that," Judy thought out loud. "Theyoften have to sign school forms for me and rarely do. "Forget that dead thing for a second. I'm alive, and I'm right here." You must be drunk. Or insane. I've never heard you talk like this." She didn't turn around."Not even in your dreams?" Stop it." He was massaging her shoulders. It really did feel good. "I'm sorry about a second ago," he said. "You know I wouldn't try to hurt you. I was an ass. Let me make it up to you."He kissed the side of her neck. She shivered. "We have to call the owners," she said. "And try to call the buyer again, and—".