Of course, the vanilla world insisted on her using it still, but at times like this she was 440-424-135. A machine somewhere on the Internet assigned ...that number to her at her request. It was who she was now to the extent that it mattered. She lived with her Master. He too had a name in the world, but using it herself would imply that she was an equal to him rather than his possession. She called him Master when they were with each other, and he called her Five for short. At the moment, she was. It was only a question if time, surley? My long blonde hairwas grabbed, and feeling as if it was being torn from the roots, my face pulledup out of its recess and made to look forward. There before me was my mistress,and in one hand you held your skirts hem, and had lifted it high. I could seeyou shaven mound and in your other hand you held what to me looked like a smallplastic penis. You ran the toy through the juices of your honey pot, and thenhanded to penis, glistening with your juices, to. He looked up at me. I smiled and asked, “ see anything you would like to eat?” He just smiled and pushed the napkin further under the table.“ Let me get that for you.”As he went under the table he rubbed my inner thigh, which made me open up my legs wider. A couple sitting across from us were watching, but who cared, maybe they’ll get some today too. Soon I felt his thick, long finger enter my vagina I made a soft moan. He put two, then three, when he got to four I thought I was going to die.. I couldbring them all up easily, so I would be able to make her look as stunningas the first time I saw her on stage.Bringing up more of her memories, I knew she wouldn't be needed at theclub until 7.30pm, so I had a long shower to wash away any sweat from ourcoupling last night. My petite body was a lot more sensitive than my malebody, as I lathered up my body, the scent of lavender surrounded me as Iran my hands all over me, over my trim belly, firm breasts, hips. Slighttouches to my shaved.