"So what did you have done mommy?" asked Sandra, who was eating with onehand and playing with her hair with the other."I just had the roots of my hair... dyed. I'm keeping my red hair for a whilelonger plus I'm going to grow it a bit more," she said."You're gonna have your hair down to your bum?" asked Jessica. "That wouldbe great." I don't think I'm gonna grow it that much. You can by all means, but me,no," she said."Shame, you'd look ever so nice," said Sandra."I said no!" she repeated.The. I lick slowly around the shaft sucking hard on your head while pulling upslightly. I take him out turn around, I get down on my hands and knees and startto suck and lick my dripping juices off him, moaning and humming on yourcock. I lick slowly around the shaft sucking hard on your head while pulling upslightly. Then while sucking run my hand and mouth down your cock as far as Ican go messaging with my tongue tickling and circling the entire way up and down on your cock. Making sure I pay close. I imagined the repeated, cruel abuses that I could suffer in this new life, being forced to serve masters in ways I had never imagined, or simply being raped by tens or hundreds of men in uninterrupted succession. "Yes, master," I whispered. "I understand. I will obey." Very well. Now I will be the first to introduce you to your new condition." Yes, master," I said meekly, now knowing I was only moments away from my first slave rape. My body was beginning to lubricate itself in self-defense.. A smile began to twinge on the corners of my mouth. "that is such an obvious lie", I laughed, "but I'll try it anyway." Before finally stepping out into the blackness of the street, I puffed my chest out. Gently pushing a lock of hair behind my ears, I felt confident. "How do I look?", I asked. Abby smiled rambunctiously, "Oh, definitely over 21." Giving one last glance over to Abby, I put one foot in front of the other and headed into the store. A faint, wispy smell of old cardboard and wood.