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It was two in the morning when I got a call from my pimp, telling me to head to the old run-down diner across town and sit at a booth in the back. Though the diner was a dive, the tone of the voice sounded serious, so I wore a blue pencil skirt, white sleeveless blouse, and mid-range black heels. I was drinking a cup of black coffee when a woman walked in and sat at my table. Page-boy hair cut, 130 pounds, small breasts, slightly overweight, brunette hair. She was wearing a black skin-tight mini dress with a gold belt and flat shoes. She carried a burgundy briefcase with her and sat it next to her. “I’m sorry, I’m waiting on someone,” I said before she got comfortable. She nodded and replied, “I’m Vicki, and you’re waiting for me.”Shaking my head I answered, “No, I’m waiting for a man.”Pouring herself a cup of coffee she said, “No, you’re waiting on me.”After opening her briefcase, she put a folder on the table then looked at me. “You’ve been sold, whore. I’m your new owner.”I sat stunned as she continued. “I used to own your daughter, Stacy. I whored her, exposed her, and took her husband from her – then I moved her to the middle east where she’s a breeding whore. She couldn’t be happier. Unfortunately, it was only after I sold her that I realized how much I enjoyed owning a whore, so I contacted your former Anadolu Yakası Escort pimp and bought you. He keeps all the money plus six figures from me.”What you need to know is that this is true sex slavery – no games. My company is based off the shore of Africa, so if you sign these papers – you’re a true sex slave. No say in your own life. Your other option is to go back to what you were before this began…but honestly, having had a taste of this life, do you really want to go back to that?”“Why should I sign?”“Because of what I’m going to turn you into,” she said while sipping her coffee. “Like I said, I used to own your daughter. She got into this life so that someone could make her become what she really wanted to be…a breeding whore, and nothing else. That is what she is, she has given birth a few times now. When they’re old enough, the boys become men and they’re breeding studs and when the girls become women, they’re breeding whores.”I stayed silent and let her continue. “It’s in the contract that I will never sell you. If you trust me and do as I say, I promise you’ll be happier than you are now. Your pussy will stay filled. You’ll keep fucking raw for quarters – I like that idea. Just like your daughter, you’re going to breed.”Shaking my head I answered. “I’m Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan too old for that. I’m in my forties.”Smiling she said, “First, call me ‘Domina’. It’s the only word you’ll use to address me. Second, you can still get pregnant, it’s just harder. I have ways of making it happen. Trust me.”“It’ll be too hard on my body, Domina.”She nodded. “Yes, it will be, Charity. Know that I’m going to brainwash you into what you want to be. You’ll undergo sleep and food deprivation. All you’ll want is dick – and I’ll keep that pussy stuffed all day, every day…just like I did for your daughter.”She sipped her coffee and continued. “There is no smoking, drinking or drug use – save fertility drugs. You’ll never be beaten. You’ll be fucked by professional bulls until you’re pregnant. I can get three, maybe four children from you.”“And after that?” I asked starting to read the paperwork.“Nothing much changes, really. You’ll keep getting cock, it’s just that you won’t get pregnant.””And my husband? This life isn’t just about me.”She nodded. “Yes, I call him ‘Chastity’. He signed a similar contract to this one. You’ll never see him again. His job will be to wear dresses and suck cock at gloryholes in adult book stores. He’ll remain in chastity the rest of his life. Escort Anadolu Yakası He’ll probably never see the outside world again.”Smiling she pointed to the contract and said, “Fill yourself with desire and see only illusion. Empty yourself of desire and you’ll find the truth of who you really are. The world around you will melt away to nothing. You’ll have the IQ of bean dip, but you’ll be happy. I promise. I’ve led women down this path before you and your daughter.”I signed on the dotted lines throughout the paperwork and slid it back to her. After putting them in her briefcase she said, “Good. Now take your clothes off.”“Here? Now? There are people around us,” I said looking around and then back at her.Sipping her coffee she replied, “Of course there are people here. That’s the point. You’re going to fuck where I say, when I say, and whom I say. Now take your clothes off. Just trust me.”Looking around nervously, I slipped off my pencil skirt and put it on the bench in the booth. Keeping my eyes on her, I unbuttoned my blouse, laid it on the skirt, then took off my bra and dropped it on the blouse. “No panties?” she asked with a sly grin?I shook my head. “No, Domina. I’m a whore.”She reached into her purse and pulled out a small, pink, tadpole-shaped device. “Here, put this all the way in your pussy and don’t take it out. It’s a vibrator that will give you a constant buzz.”In order to follow her command, I had to stand up and spread my legs. I kept my eyes on her. She reached into her purse and suddenly my device began to vibrate. Really fast! It felt amazing! My whole body hummed. I grabbed onto the table out of reflex.

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