George! Would youhelp the ladies with their package to their car? Thank you ma'am. Comeagain."George was a foot taller than me and 150-200 pounds h...avier. He put thepackage in the trunk and went back in the store without saying a thing.The ride home was something. I was pretty silent, and Aunt Emma chatteredaway, about how pretty I was in my makeup, how great my nails looked, whata big hit I was in the adult store, how George was looking me up and down.By the time we got home, my mood was. You can imagine my own shock when I discovered that I was onethey had lost track of. But not just myself. My three younger sisters.Two you all have met, Missy Wyoming, and Malissa Pierce. We three arethe ones they lost track of. The one in the news, Stephanie Wolf, wasraised and trained in one a series of secret development sites. She iswhat is termed an Alpha Construct. They are controlled by mentalprogramming which begins at conception. When they become aware of thecontrols and begin to. Claudie would pause every so often to gently place her finger in my slit to test how wet I was and would also pull my bum cheeks apart letting everyone see my bum hole. I could hear more footsteps behind me and when I raised my head enough to turn and see, there were at least four men and three females standing in line behind Reine holding a variety of dildos, tubes of KY jelly and other lotions and two or three butt plugs.Claudie stopped spanking me which she knows makes me very aroused and. "Why did you return, slave?" I asked. Why did I add the 'slave', now? She flinched."I am your slave?" Her voice was incredulous."Yes," I breathed deeply."Who are you?" She uttered the words in staccato, putting stress on the middle word of the sentence. "Where do you come from?"I hesitated. Feeling an urgent need to control the situation, I shook my head. No... "Why did you return?" Look, You want to own me, and control my life? For real?"I paused. To control every aspect of her life. What she.