She walked to her car, slowly, distracted. Unfamiliar urges clouded her thinking, compulsions stirring, directing her now. She got in her car, drove, ...naware of the destination. She fought through her mental fog, struggling for control, but her own actions were a mystery. She drove, turning, parking at an unfamiliar house. Uncertain steps bore her to the front door, where she knocked, waited, fidgeting with her purse strap, confused. The door opened, the man behind appraising her, taking her in. She didn’t know any better. Besides, can’t you see how terrified she is?”The master shook his head. “Think of the valuable lessons you’ll all learn from this. Number one: When a slave disobeys, his or her whole family suffers the consequences. Number two: There is no reprieve from a punishment.”“I’m sorry mom,” Holly sobbed as the master locked the door. “It’s just that I couldn’t take it anymore. The thought of even more punishment, even though me and Emma flashed the masters like they wanted,. Once I was ready I gently moved my finger in and out and could feel a warmth start to spread throughout my pelvis. I slid a 2nd finger in and used my other hand to find my clitoris. As soon as my finger touched it I felt like my whole pelvis was on fire. I could feel a warmth spreading throughout my whole body. I worked my 2 fingers deeper and faster inside me and worked my clit faster and harder. It wasn’t long before my body was shaking all over in the grips of my first ever orgasm. I again. Grace was laughing and waving her left arm to punctuate her words as she spoke to some friends seated near by. I could see her tits move unfettered under the shirt she was wearing. Grace was braless! That knowledge renewed and invigorated by wrath!A couple of partiers spoke to me as I stalked past them, but I paid them no attention. I was focused on Grace's tits bouncing under her shirt. As I neared her, Grace finally noticed my approach and turned her face to look at me. What she saw caused.