"No, you can't put that in me, it's not right," she whispered hoarsely."You want it and you know it," I told her."No, we can't. Not here, not now," s...he cried.I flipped my penis up and down her vagina. She jerked as I hit her clit. She was gushing as she watched me line it up with her opening. I slipped between her lips just an inch and stopped look her in the eyes. Her head snapped up when I didn't continue to penetrate her. Eyes of fire met mine."Well aren't you going to put it in?" she. Her eyes look at me with venom.After 10 minutes I open the second valve and the dirty water fills the second bag emptying her.She looks relieved. I close the valve.But I add another 1L and fill her again.I remove the nipple clamps and the blood returns to her nipples and she starts moaning.I place the clamps on her pussy lips and she lets out small screams in her gag.I empty her and repeat a third time so she is clean.I remove the clamps and the nozzle and her body relaxes.I inspect her anus. ---... ...---... ...---... ...---..."So, where am I?" I asked."Louisville, Kentucky. The Derby mall." One of them replied.I searched for a video feed, and saw two display units standing outfront with trays of candy. They both had the clear skins that letmasters see the internal structure of a unit. My download ended, and Ithought, "Not bad for my first two hundred milliseconds here." Oncommand, I stood up, and let my owners remove the rest of the Styrofoamshipping material."You new units. Over. “Eleven is a very hard age for girls, but over the next couple of years you’ll blossom into a beautiful young woman. I can see it in your features. You’re going to be gorgeous. Now let me see your hand.”“I sure hope I grow up beautiful,” Becky said, offering her hand. “I could do anything I wanted.”I smiled warmly and nodded, savoring the moment of vulnerability that Becky had allowed. She blushed. The ritual of gossiping while putting on makeup was important to a young woman’s development. No.