“Worse?” he said confused. “Yes, you said she's half way through the trial so Hardcore I guess the drug will destroy her brain completely by the end?” “Oh yes,but her tits will be huge.” her boyfriend laughed callously. “Well get her stripping soon then while she can still dance.” Mr Johnson smiled and with a final squeeze of her breasts he left without ever mentioning why he'd come in the first place. The next few day dragged by, she went to work each day but had no real interest in it, she spent most of the time looking up porn on the computer which was strictly forbidden but nobody had noticed yet. She wouldn't of gone in at all but her boyfriend made her saying something about wanting the money. She knew her boss was close to firing her and she wondered if it might be a good idea to start offering him a blow job every day now. Finally the day of the trial came up and Tracey presented herself at the centre on time and eager to start the procedure. All the girls were now expected to sit in the waiting room naked, rather than undress in Mr Chambers babe office they had to do it outside in the waiting room. The slaves were already naked of course so it was just Tracey and the other free girl, a pretty girl called Emily, that had to undress and hand their clothes to the receptionist for storage. Tracey could see that all the girls now had much larger breasts than when they'd started the trial and all sat with the same vacant look on their faces that Tracey often had. So far at least it looked like the drug was a roaring success. This time when they were ushered into Mr Chambers office he told them that two people would be observing them in the lab, his seniors. “I have told them a little white lie unfortunately”, he smiled, “I told them that the group consisted of all slaves, which it practically does, but for today I'm going to have to put slave collars on the two free girls here and issue you with slave numbers just in case they scan you.” Now even in the fog of her current mental state Tracey knew that this wasn't good. And from her worried look neither did Emily. “Don't worry.” he said raising his hands to placate them, “ I'll take the collars off again once they have gone, I can't do anything about the slave numbers unfortunately but if your not collared nobody will have anything to scan so nothing to worry about.” he smiled. Tracey knew her days of arguing with him were long gone anyway so she knew she would agree to it but the thought of being made a slave, even for an hour, troubled her. He did some typing on the keyboard of his PC and after a minute he pulled two stainless steel collars out of his desk drawer and motioned for Tracey and Emily to approach him. “Right I don't think these are the permanent type so lift your hair up for me and lean forwards so I can put these on you.” Tracey exchanged a glance with Emily and saw straight away that like herself any possibilty of objecting was gone and so she did as she was told and offered her neck to him and felt the cold steel close tightly around it. The click as it locked was thrilling but alarming too and she didn't quite know how she felt as she straightened up, the weight of the collar feeling much heavier than she thought it would. “Good girls.” Chambers laughed ,” now remind me to take them off when you leave or else I'm bound to forget and as far blonde the the computer and our guests are concerned you are just two more slaves at the moment.” The walk to the lab felt stranger this time, not because of the nudity but because everyone who saw her was seeing her as a slave, a properly collared slave and when she saw the two strange men waiting blowjob for them in the lab she knew that as far as they were concerned twelve naked slaves had just entered the room. The needles hurt as always but this time the hour spent on her knees seemed to fly by and before she knew it she was back in Chambers office. She had no idea if his bosses had been impressed with what they saw or not, although mind you they had basically seen twelve large breasted naked girls kneeling on the floor in front of them for an hour, what wasn't there to be impressed with! True to his word Chambers appeared to forget about taking the slave collars off and if it wasn't for Emily reminding him she was sure she would of left the centre with it still on. He even joked about it, “There wouldn't be much point in you getting dressed if I had forgot, who's ever seen a slave with clothes on.” he laughed. Tracey was still in two minds about the whole slavery thing, the idea of being a slave was exciting, but she wasn't sure she actually wanted to be one. His cum leaked out of me. I kissed her and promised that I would, not knowing if I was lying or not. From: SternoDan4Fun “Is he gay?” “No. well not that I know of.. She groaned sensually as I drug my tongue through the valley between her twin beauties and then kissed and sucked on her delicate skin. You tell me that you have to attend the council at 2... you'd be free by 7 and you'd come over to my place. The red head whimpered lightly at this reality, turning her attention to the sleeping girl beside her and delicately stroking her golden hair, "I'm just worried about her... what if she's just bottling it up and letting it eat her up inside?" "Huh?"He pulled his hands back so sudden, I could barely register that he was moving away from me already. He blowjob slid out his finger and moved it to his lips, tasting her juices. The prince himself pulled the ruined garment aside before ripping the underskirt down to reveal Mitzy’s silky white G string and suspenders. But we knew we couldn’t do all of them at once. Having a large couch in my office could only have one intended purpose and I decided it was time to try it out. Both were round with their pregnancies, two months away from delivering Clint two more children. “What, babe ah, why did you stop?” Emily unstraddled Dave as I was coming down from the high of my orgasm. She giggled – he was helpless under her control, she thought. I started to get scared. He was stood Hardcore directly behind me. It wasn’t long before I got wet but the hand suddenly disappeared only to be replaced by another one, but this one was definitely a man, it was big and rough. Berzin stood aside smoking, watching with his cold-fish eyes until spunk decorated her face and, many minutes later, arced across her back. Fred says that he will take care of it. I have a boyfriend. The Blades blonde are blaring on the speakers with their song Back to Dust.