" Holy cow! It must have been freezing!" Don't know, they were beside a pool and seemed like it was fun." Sorry I like the idea of a warm real one bet...ter. Just the thought of sticking something that cold in me gives me the shivers!" she said. Olivia felt relaxed sitting on Carl's lap, even sitting there naked in front of an open window. His hand slid up her flat tummy until it cupped her left breast, his thick fingers gently rubbing over her gold ring. It sent little spikes of stimulation. I sat near her foot and started massaging her foot first. Her nails and foot were painted in red (in some part of the northern India women used to colour her foot with red colour).She was wearing anklet and also finger rings. I was pressing her fingers and rubbing her feet with oil. She closed her eyes and enjoying my touch with warm oil on her feet. I asked her that was she feeling good. She replied, “Hmm! Keep doing that”. I was gently rubbing her feet and fingers. After that, I placed her. Who’s Ms Müller? I wondered. Then I realised - I’d never heard Katrina’s surname. Or Helen’s until that day. When we were specimens we’d had no names; in the Recovery Compound we’d used only forenames; in the brothel we used our working names.That night I dreamed I was Douglas Hendry. I woke with dawn light piercing the windows of the mobile home, panicking because I needed to be on shift... But Douglas wasn’t a prostitute, wasn’t a slave... I sat up in bed and struggled to focus. Was I. Could you please take me home?” The milking device had been removed from my ass , no sooner had I said that, then Mistress Elenor was behind me, snapping a collar around my neck and shutting it. I reached up to undo it, but there didn’t seem to be any seam where it was connected. Turning quickly to confront her, she was holding a remote. “Oh honey it was never your choice to become a slave or not. As soon as you filled out the application and we checked your background, I made arrangements to.