Facial photographs were taken without makeup. Later they would dress in the clothing that they brought with them for my evaluation. I had makeup artis...s and hair stylists on hand to assist the women in preparation for their personal presentations, which would take place throughout the afternoon.The tailoring team consisted of a male tailor and his female assistant. Together they measured every aspect of the candidate's figure. Her foundation wear sizes were confirmed and compared to the. Amy was panic-stricken. I could see the panic, the horror in her eyes. She was falling apart. I had never seen her so helpless, so close to giving up. The closest I had ever seen to this was in the last cycle when Cindi had died, and this was worse than that. Much worse. She knew that she had mere minutes before her world came to an end, and she was almost hysterical. She knew that Bandor would suck her powers out of her, leaving her a weak shell. She also knew that, when he was done modifying. "Understand, Luke," Mr. Monroe continued, "being a true Dom, a licensed and approved Dom, that's not just about telling your sub what to do in the bedroom. It's not all tying her up and shoving your cock in her and beating her ass red. Those things, done correctly, are part of a much larger picture. You see," he explained, leaning forward, his voice taking on an earnest intensity, "the Dom is not just in charge of the sub, but is responsible for the sub, for whatever they do. Care for it, help. The two bodies commanded by one mind held their conjoinedposition, the flow from Dhoran's manhood never ceasing or slowing itsendeavor to fill Derina's artificial womb.Luluka chuckled at the clattering sounds of their anonymous guest leavingand the restroom's return to its native quite hum. "Just in time for meto finish up as well," she hummed to herself. Derina's internal sensorsand Dhoran's own sense of volume agreed that Derina was full and he cutoff his extended orgasm with a pleased.