Some of them will be interested, and some will not. The interested ones will come here to inspect you more closely, and then you will be auctioned off...." She paused. "As to who will buy you, we leave that to the whim of the market."I could feel tears welling up inside me. So despite my faithful service to Cristina, despite all my hours of practice and training under Claudia's direction, there was no one who cared about me, except as merchandise. I was only a piece of captive female flesh, to be. Bell El, St. Dunstan's and Buchanan High were all in District Two, a solidly middle-class district of solidly middle-class families and solidly middle-class homes. District Nine was clear across the city — and was the home of the City's moneyed classes, a solidly upper-crust district of upper-crust families living in upper-crust homes. The local plant's owners lived there; so did many of the City's most powerful lawyers and well-respected doctors. It was also quite crime-free: any police siren. I am towering over and looking down at your folded body, legs resting on my chest and shoulders, knees almost next to your ears. Your pussy is tilted up and vulnerably exposed in this position and I place the head of my throbbing, dripping cock at the waiting entrance of your sopping wet vagina. Slowly and gently I push at the entrance and enter you. This is the first glorious moment of co-joining when we become “One” with all the physical and emotional spirit of soul that it suggests. Inch by. I wanted her. Wanted her in my arms, in my bed with me. I wasobsessed .... I knew it .... and I chose to not fight it. My fantasies ofher were just .... well .... fantastic. How else could I describe myultimate fantasy.So, due to their weekly visits, we somewhat got to know each other. Amywas the shorter one with the pixie cut dark hair. She was a dentalhygienist. Liz was a secretary for the vice president of a brokerage firm.She was the one with the reddish tint to her hair, freckles.