?Sara was beginning to tremble. She had lifted herself up onto her toes to take some of the strain off her neck and back, but the evaluator just appli...d more pressure.With her calves burning, she tried to slide her feet forward, to give herself a little more support. The man behind her responded immediately, pulling back hard on her hair and causing her even more pain.?Don?t cheat me, honey,? he warned her.The slave gasped. He was pulling her head so far back that she found herself looking up. .. you will be a model again ... work during the day ... and come home to me."The rest of the day passed in a practical blur. Sarah and I spent the entire day planning how she would get to the agency in the heart of New York, from my suburban house.In the end, we settled on a route. I would drive with her to the Federal Plaza early in the morning to beat the worst of the traffic. I would let her out at the subway station just five minutes from the Federal building, and continue driving to the. I started to kiss her neck and started to move down her neck. She started to moan. I removed her nighty. She was standing in front of me all naked. I was watching her like my dream had come true after all that day.I did not waste any time and started sucking her boobs. They were so juicy. I sucked one after the other and was biting and chewing her nipples. My one hand had already reached her pussy. The low grass gave me full access and I could feel her wetness.I was fingering her with my hand. And you keep your bra on. Is that clear?"I swore I'd do everything exactly like she said.And so my girlfriend and I slept in one bed. I had really imagined thathappening differently. She in her sweet nightgown, that was OK. But Ilooked practically identical. Including the breasts and the curves at myhips. That wasn't OK. Was it?Mom certainly just wanted to ensure that my penis was safely incaptivity; I was supposed to look like a girl to make it clear that heretwo girls were sleeping together..