It was early evening and the prostitutes were just coming out tostart work. I avoided eye contact so as not to encourage one of them totalk to me, but... unfortunately I got hassled by a couple of them. "Alright darlin', looking for some fun?" one of them said."No thanks, I'm not interested," I replied and started walking off."C'mon stud, let's have a party," the other said, grabbing my backsidewith a leather gloved hand and spinning me around by the shoulder."Look, just bugger off will you," I. Jane looked calmer and more beautiful than Jessica had ever seen her. Her burdens had been lifted, Jessica realized; she was free now to live in the moment.“Jane,” said Jessica.“Hmmm?”“I was thinking, maybe you’d like to go back to your real name now. It would be OK with me.”Jane shook her head vigorously. “No. I want to be who I am with you, not who I was.”Jessica nodded. She looked over at Marie, who was stretched out on the couch painting her toenails. “Marie, what would you like to do. I took my shoes off and walked to her.Jessica:"Turn around."I obeyed. I could feel Miss Tara unhinging my bra."Raise your arms up."As I did, she lifted the bra and tossed it with the rest of my clothes.She then ran her hands over my shoulders, across my chest, with her breasts pressing into my back, and pinched my nipples. Hard. She pulled them forward until they slipped from between my fingers, causing me to gasp in surprise. Miss Tara repeated this two or three more times. I could feel myself. Thinking quickly, I swallowed it.Slowly pulling his cock out, he lifted my face so I was looking in his eyes. “Conclusive proof…. You are a slut.” “I may be a slut, but I’m your slut Master.” His eyes lit up slightly when I called him that. “Your Master, am I?”Sky moved behind me once more. I spread my legs instinctively, wanting him inside of me. “If I’m your Master, does that mean you will actually listen to me?” I bit my lip, and nodded slightly. “Most of the time.” Another chuckle. “At.