All too soon after my relationship with Sir began, I was pierced and marked.My nipples were adorned with rings. My labial lips followed and also sport...dSir's jewelry. I came to barely remember the embarrassment of the piercings.They became so much a part of me that I scarcely noticed them unless they wereinadvertently stimulating me or being incorporated by Sir into my pain or pleasure.On the surface and to all appearances, I was my Master's true slave. All wasnot as it seemed though. During. I loved thinking of him jacking off to it, uploading it onto his TV. A full screen of me screaming "Austin" and licking off his cum and mine mixed. I hated being a dirty slut, but I loved it, too.Austin was coming back to pick up a few things and then drive me off to ballet practice and back, since my car had broken down. My sister couldn't take me because she had rehearsals. I knew what this meant.I put on my ballet stuff, my tight spandex leotard body suit, with no pants, and sat on the couch. Tears came again, rolling down my cheeks under the blindfold. "First things first, no tears my goddess, this is not the time for crying" he commanded. He took my wrists in his hands and lightly traced his hands down my arms, stroking just under my armpits. I shivered into him. "That's it Jen, you're getting the idea. Give in to me today Jen and I will let you go." His hands circled around my boobs, stroking my hard nipples." Give in to me completely, enjoying my control over you, and I won't. Very, very real. You will soon see. We have a ship that will takeyou there, but first..." Udumi gestured to a line of clear perspexcylinders, each just large enough to hold a human being, that were linedup inside the barn on metal supports. A small loading vehicle like theones used in warehouses was already shifting the first of the cylindersand carrying it across pitted and tracked earth towards the unusualcube-like building. There were 15 cylinders in all, and of them ninewere currently.