M/f

Stephanie was embarrassed. She could feel the hot flush of it on her cheeks and down her neck and even down the front of her chest. It was a simmering kind of embarrassment, the kind that might have you wake up in the middle of the night, years later reliving the moment as though it was happening again. It was entirely her own doing of course, but it didn't seem to lessen the feeling.

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Chapter 6

"Now we need to get some food and liquids into this Slave," I said, and guided her down to the toilet area for a drink.

As usual, she handled the penis faucet without problems or spills. I was even thinking that I would change the regulator to deliver 6 ounces at a time rather than 4, to keep her challenged.

Weeks of waiting were finally over. Today, at long last, the Post Office delivered my highly anticipated order, whose shipping box now laying in my trembling hands. The box was plainly wrapped and held no indication to the true value of the contents within. I could barely contain the growing excitement within as I eagerly signed for it, knowing full well what lay inside. Quickly closing the door, I turned and skipped across the living room into the kitchen to obtain a pair of scissors. Setting the package on the kitchen table, I quickly, and very carefully, cut through the packaging tape.

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      Kim groaned as she rolled out of her comfortably warm bed. With her thick curtains closed, almost total darkness encased her bedroom. Only the glow from her alarm clock cast any light through the room, which told the time of 10:00 AM and not 2:00 AM as it seemed. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she rolled out of bed making her way to the bathroom, then out to the living room heading towards her patio door where she could see the sun's rays shining bright.

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       Kim and Lisa could only look downwards to watch their footing as they climbed the basement stairs. A careless step now would only ruin the plans that were already made for them. Plans that if they disagreed with would only lead to incomprehensible 'mmmphs,' since the penis gags did a wonderful job of silencing any dissention, not that they had any disagreements with what Wanda was doing. So quietly and with much anticipation the two naked and bound slaves followed their mistress upstairs.

Some years ago, I dated a cute girl in her late teens named Angie. She was of average height, with shoulder-length dark hair. And although she was a little heavier than some, she remained a very pretty girl. Her best feature however was her big, saggy, breasts. Angie grew up with very conservative values. I'm sure that before we met, she would never have dreamed she would one day end up baring her entire body naked for strangers at my request.

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 Chapter 5

    "Let's go, on your feet," I said, motioning for her to rise. She didn't
stand, but instead lowered her head, looked down at each breast, and
wiggled her breasts back and forth. She wanted me to pull her up by the
nipples.

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