It was like having sex with a stranger in her head she explained."That was all I heard of the story and thought it was pretty cool hearing my mom talk...ng dirty like that. I am 15 years old and it did not take much for me to get horny.The following Sunday she began her routine and started taking her bath. I was watching TV on the living room couch and my father was working on fixing something. After about 10 minutes of her being in the tub my father came to inform me that he was missing a part. "And, as tears streamed down Nicole's face, Jim walked quickly out ofthe room and to his car without once looking back.------As he sat at his desk on Monday morning, Jim felt terrible. He'dhardly slept the night before and every waking moment had been spentthinking about the situation he was now in. It didn't help that as helooked through the narrow pane of glass in his office door, Nick's deskwas in the direct line of sight. How could the beautiful woman he'sspent such an enjoyable evening. Takira woke up and saw the machines were removed. Her throat felt sore and her pussy was as always dripping wet. If man would enter her room, he would feel offended. She felt her sphincter hasn’t returned to its normal size but she wasn’t worried about that. Takira was afraid. ?What will happen to me?? she wondered. Her training is over. She’ll probably end up in a firm. She thought about her youth; a family adopted her. All Slave girls were adopted. She thought about children. She couldn’t. “Imagine me pushing you down on the bed, pulling your hair from behind. That long, sexy blonde hair. Kissing all over your body, teasing you and discovering spots you never even knew you had… Would you like that, baby?”Amber looked at me, then back at the phone. “Oh yeah, baby. I want you to pull my hair. Make me your slut. Kiss me. Bite me. Make it rough.” she said, biting her lip. I could sense the embarrassment in her voice, the uncertainty of how she was feeling. I knew she felt.