Would there even be anyone to help at this hour? It was time to go find out.Darius exited the shop, removed his safety helmet and walked to the break ...room as fast as he could. If he was lucky, he could catch someone on their way out. He walked down a few hallways, turned the corner into the break room and found it empty... except for Rhonda.'Fuck! Yep, that's my luck.'Rhonda was a giant of a woman. Dark skinned like Darius, but you wouldn't call her a black beauty. She was pretty butch, with a. My mind wasn't completely willing to submit, feeling in the back of my head this wasn't right, my master seeing this took out the final piece of my submission. Letting go of my chin, still pushing my head onto his throbbing cock, he pulled out a leather collar out of his jacket, shining from the dim lights of the store. He holds my head still, holding the collar in front of my face. "This will mark the end of your old life, and the beginning of your new life as my subservient slave." My master. Please take your spot in the corner back there, sweetheart, and let these gentlemen get back to work,” she said, gesturing.“Yes, ma’am,” Samantha said haltingly.She slowly walked the length of the room, feeling a dozen pairs of eyes on her. She couldn’t help but notice six large pitchers full of water on the table and a glass in front of each man. In the back corner of the room, next to the big bay window – on the first floor, where anyone passing by on the street could see inside – there was a. And he's the most passionate lover I'veever had. Unfortunately, he's also poor. That's where you...I mean yourmoney comes in." That's enough explanation for now, I think," Becca concluded. "Ibelieve it's time for bed."With that, Becca produced a needle. She stuck the needle in my arm andsaid goodnight as she kissed me on the forehead. I tried for a fewminutes to maintain consciousness as she stood over me, but eventuallylost my battle.When I awoke, I noticed that my arms and legs were no longer.