As her only other choice had been to take the bikini off and walk around completely naked, she'd left it on."No, you don't. You'll never leave me." Tr...nt's voice was as calm as ever.Cheap Toy felt her frustration growing. "Look, it's been fun in places, but this relationship isn't good for me. I need a lover, not just a heartless master. So get this damn collar off me, and these cuffs, and I'll just go."She would have simply walked out while he was at work, never to return, but she couldn't. My loving husband is just across the street, waiting for me, worried about me. He knows I’m in here with all these hard cocks and he knows what we’re doing.I have no choice but to submit to these men. But I shouldn’t be enjoying it. I shouldn’t be experiencing orgasms ... earth shattering orgasms. What kind of slut am I turning into?!Am I truly becoming a piece of fuck meat, the disgusting, dehumanizing phrase that Delon uses to describe me?I wasn’t given a lot of time to bask in my. ! Or do I need to remind you about the cut-backs that are coming?" No Sir, color me gone!"Looking for the elusive Mr. PambyDriving along, I looked at the address the Director had given me. That's weird, I thought, 77 Rundown Lane. It sounded very dubious to me. It sure didn't look at all promising.Within a couple of minutes, my worst suspicions were confirmed. I found myself heading deep into one of the worst sections of the city.Pulling up in front of a very decrepit house that had been. My mother had died several years ago. I was on my own most of the time. I had just turned 18. I had a close friend who lived in the house next to ours. Her name was Claire and she had just turned 18, as well. Claire and I were as close as a brother and sister. We had grown up together since we were toddlers. We had our spats, as brothers and sisters do, but always made up and were close again. Claire was about 5’8” with creamy pale skin. Her face was plain, she wore glasses most of the time,.