“Here I think this will do for tonight” he said. He stood there holding a small black leather miniskirt, a white blouse, some black panties and a ...atching black bra, along with some white laced stocking. “Come on now we haven’t got much time and we still need to get you some makeup,” he said to me. I stood there getting dressed, realizing he was making me into his own personal sex doll. After I got dressed he put some lipstick on me as well as some eyeliner. He then pulled out a long beautiful. So i decided to turn the tables.I told Boyfuck #3 that each time he drank a shot of tequila i would lift up my top and flash my tits. Well, that got the guy to down shots like he was drinking water. He was plastered in no time. Every once in a while he would chase me around the house or the yard. But he was so drunk that he could never catch me. Finally, around midnight he passed out on the couch. I curled up on another couch and set my portable alarm for 6am so that i could wake and leave. " That doesn't sound very good," Colonel Jerrik shot him an incredulous look."All in all, it's not," the other man conceded. "But we did learn a few things. We know for a fact that nineteen have been destroyed or self-destructed to avoid capture. We think there were thirty-seven assassin robots built. Most were sold to the Chinese Hegemony." You think?" Best guess," Agent Rendel shrugged. "Probably 80% accurate." So what happened to the other eighteen?"The International Law Enforcement agent. .you want to be treated like shit, eh? Well okay, you fat, fuckin' wimp: you're gonna get exactly what you asked for!" Monica giggled, then leaned over and gave him a kiss.It really started going downhill after that.When I told Monica about my submissive nature, I hadn't planned on becoming Randy's slave, too. But that's exactly what happened.Monica insisted that I buy Randy a new car. He picked out a $60,000 sport-utility vehicle. It was so humiliating to watch them tooling around in their new.