I visited her and she did some tests with me. But to my own surprise after that date I became her slave, but still a male slave. Maybe I will write on...e day about how she did this, but for now I will focus on my sissy development. She made me within a few months totally addicted to her. I met her really often and she took control about my sex life. I met 2-3 times a week, wrote letters to her how I felt during the sessions and she called me quite often to give me new instructions. So I turned. On the table in front of you are livestock application forms you WILL sign them and volunteer your meat to us or we will kill you and take your meat anyway, but for those who wont sign many horrible tortures await you! he said looking around the room at all the tear soaked faces. NOOO ill never sign Jessica yelled as she once gain picked up her chair and threw it at the man with the microphone. sign it Jessica or you will regret it, dont make this harder on yourself he says as he ducks from the. She slept until 2:00 pm and awoke with a hideous dry mouth and throbbing head. She staggered into the bathroom. Jenny hated throwing up more than just about anything. But, her stomach was like a rolling sea. She hardly had to touch the back of her throat to get a small waterfall of ‘poison’ to shoot out of her gut. When she’d finished, she chuckled at the absurdity of her perfect weekend. Jenny notified the hotel that she would check out very early on Monday morning. She turned on the shower as. ’ I was sure he was closer now, his face almost touched mine. ‘Aren’t I lucky, then?’ I smirked and glanced up at his eyes, still a burning bright gold. He smiled back with a quick quirk of the lips and slid his hands to my cheeks. ‘I truly did miss you.’ He was so warm and familiar. I hated when he left. ‘That explains the sooner-than-expected visit.’ I responded and then regretted it immensely. He sighed and closed his eyes. I shook my head at him. ‘No, Char, that’s not what I-‘ ‘Shut up, it.