. I serve my mistress... Pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure over and over, Susan's body and brain began to break down. The last coherent thought that went...through her brain was "I hope I survive." Anita finally stopped beating Cindy's body. It was dark red from just below her neck to her feet. Cindy had long ago quit fighting and was now just taking the blows. Drool was running out of her mouth and running down her neck. The program was now fully in control of her senses. Anita was sweating from. She wanted to prolong my agony and suspense, much like I did to her. "Enough of the foreplay, I remember asking you for more". Janet slowly moved up my body, rubbing her nipples on me the entire way. I looked down to see my cock throbbing underneath her. She leaned in for a kiss, and our tongues connected at the same time as I felt her slowly lower down on my cock. Janet was so tight and wet. Her husband was a fool for neglecting this woman for so long. We continued kiss, our tongue exploring. Candance, In accordance with your desires we have signifiganlty improved your physical form. In adition we have taken steps to ensure that no one will know a change has taken place and assume you have always looked the way you do now. Also no one will be distressed or take undue notice of any irreggularities concerning your body."Changes? Where's the mirror? Oh my God" Gone were the blemishes, yellow, crooked teeth and weed hair. In their places were a gourgeous mane of lightly curling, golden. She might as well know. I give her a kiss on each cheek and I’m about to start telling my story when I notice a long stick in her hand. ‘What is that stick for, Tiffany?’ ‘It’s not a stick. It’s a cane. Made of rattan, very flexible. A cane is a naughty girl’s best friend. And you have been a naughty girl, haven’t you, Veronika?’ Now I understand. Tiffany is my Master. I should have guessed. I sit down to let it sink in. ‘I got tired of driving all across town to see you, so I moved in across.