Once inside, I kind of stopped and looked its way, thinking about that fist time I’d seen her naked. “Yes dear, that’s the window,” she told m...e. I turned towards her and she was standing and staring at me blankly. Then she smiled her reserved but attractive smile. “Care to join me?” she asked. I walked towards her. She watched me. I walked up to her and she took my hands in hers. We stared at each other. At first it was uncomfortable. At least I thought it felt that way. She and I looked into. Every DPS officer is briefed about current investigations, and alerts, as they go on duty. The cattle rustling had been kind of a joke at first between the patrolmen. This was 1975, not 1875, and cattle rustling went out with the horse and buggy. The watch commander heard them and gave them some statistics. Rustling accounted for over five million in losses to ranches in the western US every year. Arizona contributed nearly $750,000 annually to that number. This particular series of thefts. Finally they were done with me and they left. My cell mate lifted me up and told me that I was now his money maker and to get use to this as long as I was here.Another couple of months passed and I was fucked almost daily by someone and I was passed around the prison like a pack of cigarettes! By about the 5th month, I was actually starting to enjoy this and as strange as it seems, would look forward to guys who were heavy cummers and I actually developed a taste for cum and even the taste of. You want this to be real, don't you? To stop playing a game and to truly be my slave. Admit it." She ordered. I could only stare at her feet and mumble out the side of my mouth. "Yes..." Yes what?" Yes... Mistress. I want to be your slave." And you'll do everything I ask of you from now on? Without complaint or hesitation?"The room felt electric. A line was being drawn here, a clear dividing line in our relationship. Beyond that line was the dark of the unknown. I felt a shiver of both fear and.