” “Yes, Mistress.” I followed Mistress upstairs. Watching her beautiful arse ahead of me was making me really horny. I knew Mistress had promi...e that I would get to fuck her, but I couldn’t help but wonder if I would ever get to fuck her in her arse. My pussy felt a little tender, but overall I felt amazing. I really had become Mistress Sarah’s sex toy and she was already showing that she’d use me how and when she felt like it. But that’s where I wanted to be and that included trying another. I know different now, because Tonya's investigation of Ballard has already turned up dozens of more people in the process of altering themselves to become juicers. That's why Tonya's not here, by-the-way, she's out rounding up the last of them."All this evening, I've also been thinking about what I saw in New London, and at the Juicer camp. As I thought about it, I realized that Liz Smith was correct when she said our society is on the verge of collapse. I'm not ready to say her ideas are the. What's the idea with the card and message you slipped me yesterday?, what makes Valerie tick?”. She took a good slug from her drink, put it on the floor, looked at myself and Gina then started to tell us the short story of herself.She explained that she worked and “lived in”, apart from weekends which she had free. They had rooms kept back for staff unable to find a flat in the local area. She could use the restaurant for her meals and visit the bar on free days. Basically free living, but she. The petite slave before her, five feet, two inches of height, was dancing sexily on her tiptoes the whole time. Her exceptionally long hair was waving with the motion, cascaded in light curls down her shoulders to the small of her back.Kate could reach the cold floor better, and her lover Vanessa behind her could stand almost flat on balls and heels."Be quiet!" the tall blonde whispered"What's your name?" Kate asked."Kate! shhhHHH!" Vanessa hissed."Michelle. Hello, Kate." Shut up, both! I beg.