My owner attached a tube frommy waste removal valve to a receptacle in the truck bed, and opened thespigot.It was a new sensation. I was bound in plac...e, plainly visibly, in myuniform. We drove through town and I attracted more than a few curiousglances. I kept my face a mask of servile happiness.We came to a stop outside a small building, with a sign that read'Medical Salon'.I really had no idea what I was in for.The process of loading me into the truck was reversed, and I found myselfstanding. She was 5'6, 140 lbs, D tits, shapely figure. She was not a pencil thin woman. She took pride in her semi-thick figure. She knew damn well that men lusted after her. She had one of those asses that a man could smack, and it would jiggle a little bit. She often caught men staring at her ass, their eyes full of lust. Then she would go home and rub her clit, fantasizing about licking their cocks like a lolly pop. She knew what men desired, and she had no problems giving them that. She was. ”“I do bae, I swear. Brianna, I’ll do ANYTHING to get away from the clutches of Veronica. I can’t stand being manipulated like this.”“Ok then, that’s the plan. Avoid if you can, but do what she says…no matter what.”I was in the process of nodding and going in for a kiss, when my phone rang. It could only be Veronica.***“Yes please, come right in, Queen” I asked, as Veronica walked into my home. She was wearing a one piece pleated dress with a zipper. I hadn’t been home long, having stalled her. The look in her eyes told him everything. Soon, so did the sounds emitting from his bedroom, as he could hear her soft voice moaning and growing louder.Zack even went so far as to shut off the hallway light and stand at his bedroom door, placing his ear against it, so he could hear more of what was going on. Like knowing would somehow be better. It wasn’t. Soon his ears told him his bedsprings were protesting as his mind’s-eye flashed the images. As he envisioned the things happening to his.