She signed it knowing that it made her nothing more than a possession, an object if that was how her Master chose to treat her. Before meeting her Ma...ter, she had chatted with others online. She had met several Masters who had been interested in owning her. It was a great experience. Through chats, role playing and their descriptions of how they wished to use her, Pixie had learned the difference between a Dom, a Master, a sadist and men who really had no idea what being a Master really. If you read the first part of the Doris story, you remember how her breasts had just begun to bud. Well, the buds became more like little bulges.We busied ourselves, and finished the chores in what seemed to be no time. That left us time for fun. Doris took me on a tour of the farm, as some changes had taken place since I was there last. As we walked, we also took some initiative to straighten up some things that were a bit askew. In truth, I would have done anything to prolong my time with. We both let out a husky moan as I sunk inch after inch of my cock into her bum hole.'' it's ok to go wild babe, I've fuck black guys with monster cocks so you fit perfectly to do whatever you want!'' she said with lust in her voice. although I was alittle dishearten to here that I was happy to know I had free rein over how I got to fuck her. so I started at a good pace. not to fast not to slow. then I went faster.. and faster.. and harder. she moaned so loud I'm sure someone heard us. I was now. What do you think?”“That’s a great idea,” said Jake. “But fully dressed. Those other pictures are excellent, but would be frowned upon by many people. In fact I think that selling them would be illegal, although taking them probably isn’t. Victoria?”“I agree,” replied Victoria, “and she can keep doing the work for us too.”Jake returned to his office and wrote a letter to Evie and one to Herbert Graves to tell them of the situation in Bristol. Mrs Wills had written to Harriet.Five days later a.