I met up with Alexx at a coffee shop one Saturday morning. We had been texting the night before and I had sent him several pictures of my glistening, ...haved pussy. He called me that Friday night and listened to me masturbate while he talked dirty to me. Alexx showed up in his work gear and I was immediately impressed. We got our coffees and sat in a corner away from the din. "Why didn't you send me a picture of your tits last night," he asked as we huddled together. "You didn't ask for one," I. I guessed that those whisperingwere talking about me and Master. Steph worked and chatted and periodicallyasked Master for His approval. She asked how life as a sex slave was workingout for me, in a voice a little louder than it had to be, i thought. i said iwas loving every minute of it, though admitted that some times were morechallenging than others.i could have added like today, but i didn't. ?At the mention of"sex slave" i heard a ouple of "tsk's" or similar sounds. After a little more. I’ll tell you what: if she isn’t ... you get her for half price. Do we have a deal?”Suddenly he burst out laughing.“No, I haven’t examined her myself, but I’ve thought about it! That won’t void the contract, will it?”Kate made her way back to her room, trembling in fear. She now knew her future and the timetable. It was time to move up her plans to escape. She would need Rosie’s help.Sitting in this warm comfortable place, gazing into the darkness, a tear trickled down her cheek as she recalled. ”“Sylva,” Sylva replied with her face turning red. “I never use my given name anymore.”“Wait! You named your toy Bad Dragon?”Kiera giggled. “No, sweetie, it’s a brand name. They make custom-order sex toys modeled after monsters and dragons. I also have ‘the knot’ for my fans into four-legged fantasy fun. I only do humans, though.”“Wow!’ I replied. “It’s good to know that you draw the line somewhere.”“It’s fun! You should do it. I bet you’d make tons more than ringing up books.”She paused and.