When her boyfriend and Master break up withher she meet by chance a new Master. She later in her story ends up in asituation where her Master shares h...er as a slave-girl with a friend of him. Shehad to serve two Masters, but only enjoy the one of them herself, at the other?sfeet it is duty and obedient service.Her Master knew a scientistwho is working in a new field of deepening and increase submissive feelings. Hecan teach a method for the subject to extract more feelings from theexperiences of. This looked like an honest-to-God animal show, just like she'd believed so sincerely before things changed so drastically here in this camper just so many hours ago... Christ, was that all some kind of dream? Is Hawkins' show on the level, or wasn't that real last night?But Sarah had little time to grasp for such wispy fragments of hope, for she quickly was spotted by Henry Hawkins. Dropping his work, he came to her side hurriedly, his face at first blank and expressionless, then smeared with. Master wanted me to ask you if you would like to come home with us.” She looked at him, as if for approval. He said nothing, but there seemed to be some sort of unspoken communication between them that I didn’t catch. “We would like to show you a good time,” she said. I looked from him to her and back again. “You’re kidding, right?” I asked. “Nope,” she said. “Please consider quickly. Master wants to leave soon,” she said. My head was swimming a little. Something inside me wanted to say yes to. And Annie knew who she was, and could see why he wanted her. Lynne Sullivan was completely gorgeous, a breathtaking beauty still in her early years of womanhood, still in her awkward years and yet she was as dazzling and stunning as a supermodel. Annie had seen her once, not really met her, but there were pictures of her on her CD cover. Dark, soulful eyes and a flawless face and full curves and shapely legs. "Her legs..." Annie looked down at her own legs. They were spindly thin appendages.