I got out of my new car. It was the first day of a new life for me and I wasnt going to waste a moment of it, I went to the nearest cyber café and got online I went to my regular site, Madam Finder. I was looking for a mistress in my new town Redmond, WA.
For what seemed an eternity I grew up alone in a damp little squat called Stuttgart AR. Well I was mostly alone I had my gay father who understood my plight to want something more. My mother was oblivious not because she didnt know, deep down she knew, but she wouldnt allow it.
"Ah ha! Ive found you. Or have you found me?"
Her name was Sallarah. She was taking applications for slaves. I looked at the address.
"Its not far from here and she stops taking recipients at... MIDNIGHT! Id better hurry."
I wrote the address down and the phone number I thought id get a jump-start and surprise her, Ive heard stories before about new slaves being beaten over being late. I jumped off and went to the counter to get something to drink I was excited and I knew that if I didnt get a grip Id get sick. I got to my car and drove close to the location and called the number. A woman answered the phone.
"Hello," her voice was heavenly; "my name is Sallarah and yours?"
"Hello, my name is Dean and I was calling about the position in the paper."
"Ah yes well... Oh... yes well if you get here within fifteen minutes you get the job."
She gave me an address that matched the one on the site.
"Be on the second floor, room three in that time ok? Bye slave."
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I was in awe that she had accepted me most women have rejected me not only of my feminine voice and heft but my... fullness. It seemed 10" wasnt exceptional anymore. I thought of my first sexual experience with a woman she got me drunk on hot Sake and took me to her place. There she sucked my friend for what seemed an eternity. Then she pulled out a gym bag from under her bed. It was then that I noticed a metal frame hanging from the canopy. Sh... อ่านทั้งเรื่อง
