Where is this place? I thought as El lead me into a room that’s floor roof and walls were all mirrored. “Master look, Isn't she pretty. She’s going to be perfect!” El dragged me over to a tall man dressed in a grey well fitted suit and waistcoat, the red tie and silver young bird lapel all spoke of his wealth style and authority, his hair a short dark brown, clean shaven. He took El by the throat and pulled her teen to him, and me along with her. He kissed her forcefully, the sound of their lips and tongues mixing sent a shiver through me, I had never rally thought about it, kissing a guy and I don't think that was what made me shiver perhaps I… cum was I… jealous of how she treated him? this person who kidnaped and tortured me for days. Maybe it was how she suddenly became so submissive to him or how the look of pleasure on her face was so complete, but I was entranced, and so very exited. “She will be whatever you make her Elysium.” His gaze fell to me, kneeling down and pulling me head up by my chin. “If she is a poor slave however, the punishment will be severe italian for both of you. A woman dressed in surgical clothing came through the mirrored door and began setting up a strange machine in the centre of the room. “She’s all yours Doc.” El sighed as she dragged me to the machine and with the help of two other slaves that had been waiting in the back of the room began strapping me in. The smaller of the two, a Japanese girl dressed in a short flower design kimono with long brown hair tied back with a red ribbon and cherry blossom hairpin whispered into my ear. “You better not forget slut, I get to play with you first when they’re finished remodelling you.” She giggled as she locked the final restraint on my neck and then skipped out of my view. “I am Doctor Smith.” The woman said softly, “Today is the first day of the rest of your life, I see you took well to the week of induction medication and mental remodelling, good. I do so hate uncooperative test subjects, from the data I see you cum easily, we may have to change that if you are going to be beautiful a good slave but for now I’ll focus on the main problems.” “Problems?” As soon as the word left my mouth I felt the surge of pain run through me. Followed quickly by my scream of agony. “You will not speak. This is not a consultation this is a remodelling, you will speak only if I address you with a question is this understood?” After a few seconds the pain again shot trough me followed by my scream. “I sasked you a question did I not?” “Yes! I understand, please don’t.” A third surge of pain. “You will answer my questions with a direct response no more or less information than I require, and to save us time you will address me as mistress understood.” Before I could answer she shocked me again to illustrate her point. It wasn’t by accident that her breakup with Brian had occurred right before AnimeCon—which Brian looked forward to all year—and it was also no coincidence that the usual group of friends they attended with were nowhere to be found this time around. Two mages walked by, their bald heads gleaming in the torch light, the spot between their brows shining with their melded astral power. The intense bodily and emotional stimulation that a man other than her husband was actually penetrating her made Cassie shudder even harder then she had moments before. Whether it was his beautiful treat or the fact that he was just scary, I was left speechless. Her body was on fire already and the unzipping did nothing but add italian more fuel to it. This made sense in her mind, but something still felt wrong. I then teen freed her wrists, but since she didn't seem to have the strength, I removed her gag and the bandana over her eyes for her. “Nonsense Tina… boys don’t know the meaning of not sexy when it comes to you and feminine products have come a long way. After the initial fumbling with apologies and reassurances between them the conversation had begun to flow with an ease that surprised them both. “And cum what about today?” "What is it?" I start to panic, wondering what Yvonne will think if she sees what’s happening, but I’m powerless as Pauline groans and strains and pushes out a length of glistening shit. And I do enjoy digging deep into your psyche and learning all there is to know about you, but no. “Hey, if I could have changed things, I would’ve.” I replied with a small fake laugh, trying my best to ignore any looks from either Daisy or Molly given the dramatic irony of such a comment. All this because what, I didn’t want to have sex with her? young She'd be jealous.” "Amelia, what are you doing?" her father asked her slightly embarrassed. She did not know much about getting a fireplace working, and the house was losing heat steadily.