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Sarah awoke on Tuesday after a restless night’s sleep. She was not enjoying the tense atmosphere between her and Pete (they had barely spoken the previous evening), and with the “outing” of her predicament planned for tomorrow, things were hardly likely to improve in that respect. Also, she was a little uncomfortable about the launching of her web cam site today. OK, no one would recognise her with her mask, and no one at work had ever seen her in dreadlocks; but there was a world of difference between body modifications that she could conceal, and invasion of the inner core of her body by Teddy’s fibre optic dildo cams. She was not at all happy at the prospect, but the thing that troubled her most was the way she had orgasmed as Winston had described the intimacy of the intrusions yesterday. It must be the drugs in her system…that was it..She was so open to suggestion that anything would turn her on. The real Sarah would never endorse such behaviour, let alone become excited by it, would she?
Comforted by those thoughts, she waited for Pete to leave, busying herself with choosing her outfit for the day. She had ordered some new lingerie on Saturday, which had pleasingly been on the doorstep when she came home last night. She enjoyed the reaction her lovely lingerie drew from her Masters, and was keen to keep wowing them (that was the exhibitionist in her-she was OK with that). With that in mind, she had ordered a gorgeous silk lace at the front teddy in sage green, with matching garter belt and thigh-highs. She laid it out on the bed, enjoying the tactile delicacy of the silk, as she chose green 4 inch strappy sandals and a green and purple screen print silk dress to complete the ensemble. As her hands involuntarily strayed to her puffy, swollen cookies that now seemed more prickly than pimply, she was reminded of the grommets that now sat in her teats making them stick out like tiny pink digits as she winced at their soreness when she touched them. They would be impossible to hide under such a flimsy, almost diaphanous get-up, and she thought briefly about changing her choice, until the involuntary clenching around her companion, and the surge of throbbing in her nipples that the thought of being so blatantly on display caused drove such thoughts from her mind.
As she showered, Pete banged the door angrily on the way out, and she shook the moisture from her dreads and towelled herself dry before getting ready.
She went really to town on her make-up..eyes that Cleopatra would have approved of (well she was the greatest fellatrice ever wasn’t she?), heavy blusher, and startling scarlet lip-gloss. As she pulled the sheer hose up her legs, she felt another wave of excitement rush over her, and regretted that she wasn’t allowed her special cream for breakfast, and blushed with guilt as the reason why caused an aftershock of similar magnitude.
Checking herself in the mirror, she liked what she saw, and, closing the door behind her, she enjoyed the early morning sun on her silk clad body as she texted the number, and waited for her keeper to hum into life before striding out purposefully to the tattoo shop to meet her cyber-public for the first time.
Walking up the stairs to her training suite, she saw a large white wide brimmed hat on the hat rack, and realised that Master Teddy was already there. As she walked through into the cleansing room, she glanced sideways into the main suite, and saw Teddy’s huge bulk busying itself with a large array of lights, tripods, and other equipment. His bald pate glistened as he worked. She could not stifle a twinge of excitement as she realised she could almost taste the power he exuded. She continued into the cleansing room, and found Winston and the others there waiting for her. Their eyes never left her as she crossed the room. She clearly looked the part.
“Good morning, Black cock slut Sarah” boomed Winston, his grin splitting his face. “Welcome to your first day of stardom”
She paled as the enormity of that statement hit her, and stifled the urge to turn and run.
“Good morning Masters” she replied, focussing on the threat of courtrooms and drug money trials if she refused. She could do this.
“ You clearly took note of my request to dress the part, slut- you look hot” enthused the ebony giant, as Leroy and Ceebert murmured agreement in the background.
Sarah blushed a shade that matched her lipstick, and as Winston bade her undress and present breasts, she trembled at the realisation that she was already getting excited, and she wasn’t even injected yet.
As she slipped out of the silk dress, there were whistles as they took in her lingerie.
“Wow, slut..The cyber world’s gonna love that” teased Winston. “Best keep it clean before the broadcast..Take it off and you can re-dress after your enemas”
She undressed completely, and climbed meekly up onto the stocks for Winston to buckle her in. As he inspected her teats with their new grommets, he was pleased to see that they were already settling down nicely.
“The grommets look great, Sarah. It will only be a few days before we can apply traction to them. You already know that I want to develop your aureolae sideways so that they eventually occupy the majority of your breasts- the spreaders already seem to be working quite well in that respect. You may like to know that I have now decided to develop the teats as radically as I can as well. If they stretch as well as I hope they will, we should in time be able to make them the size of small fingers. Kind of ironic isn’t it that as your wimp husbands cock shrinks more and more through lack of use, the teats on your chest will soon be bigger than his pencil dick” the brothers laughed heartily at Winston’s comparison, and Sarah’s head span as she realised that he wasn’t entirely joking.
“With that in mind, we will stick with hornet/nettle for the teats. I am very pleased with the extensive pimpling of your aureolae, and we will stay with the beesting/nettle mix there for the moment…. But first your breast injections, which I took the liberty of preparing earlier”.
He approached her with the four large syringes full of Complyormone, Viagra, hormones and antibiotics, and saw her lovely eyes light up despite herself as he held the glistening tips to the air and expelled the air.
“ I thought, as a treat, we may apply all four injections at once today Sarah- but only if you ask me nicely” he grinned.
She thought of the pain of 200ml being driven into her tits all at once, and despite herself she spasmed at the concept of four needles at once.
“Please allow me all four at once Master” she whispered, hanging her head in shame at how far she had descended in such a short time.
Smiling, Winston pushed the first of the fat needles deep into her tit meat through her pink cookies, and she supported the weight eagerly as he repeated the process on the other one. Holding the two loaded syringes, she waited for Winston to push the final two through the other side of each aureola, and then, on Winston’s command, pushed firmly on both plungers in perfect synchronicity with her Master. Her eyes glazed over, and she moaned out load as all the delicious sensations flooded over her throughout the passage of the huge mother-load of drug cocktail flooded into her superb breasts.
Winston gave her time for the spasms and sobs to subside, and couldn’t help wondering if she was actually sorry the process was over.
Ceebert moved forward and gently soothed the slut’s brow as Winston began her cookie and teat injections, whispering encouragement in her ear as she whimpered in that state that hung on the border between pain and pleasure as the hornet venom bit deeply into the nerve endings in her heavily modified nipples. Sarah’s reaction to these injections was become deeper each time, and was now almost ethereal, as the place she retreated too seemed to be even nearer to utopia that her anal orgasms took her. They really had started something here, and as Winston unbuckled her and led her to the cleansing table, she moved in a trance-like state that she was clearly very at home with.
She gradually came to her senses as they positioned her on the enema table, and was unable to stifle a moan of disappointment as her keeper was removed for cleansing and recharging.
Leroy popped the nozzle in for the first of the three enemas, and Sarah looked briefly puzzled as the first bag they attached seemed to contain a cloudy yellowish fluid rather than the usual clear-but she quickly remembered that this was the residue from her piss hood yesterday, and that it was purely down to her inability to consume the full might of her Master’s bountiful fluids that this was happening. As Leroy opened the tap for the first time, she received the flow eagerly as if the penance atoned her failure, and Winston spoke
“This will be your deepest clean ever Sarah- we don’t want your public to be put off by poor inner cleanliness, do we? After we have cleansed you fully, you will put your lingerie and hose back on and report to Master Teddy. He has been active in spreading the word around the net during the past week of a hot new site called “Deep inside Sarah” It is only open to black members. Today’s broadcast, during which you will wear an eye mask, is free. It will not feature any sex, but the viewers will be given a very detailed tour of your body- first in your lingerie, then naked. Particular attention will be paid to your modifications. Then finally Teddy will use his fibre optic dildos to take our watching brothers on a tour of your insides. Obviously, black men are not interested in your pussy, which will be closed tomorrow in any case; but they will be taken fully two feet into your colon, and all the way down your throat into your stomach. As an encore, one more tour will be taken, which I will save as a surprise. Once the tour is over, the brothers will be given the chance to subscribe to the site for a year, the fees from this will help to pay for the considerable cost of your training and rehabilitation. Once paid up, they will have access to the two web cam broadcasts a week that you will be making, fully unmasked. The members will be invited to contribute to the contents of each show, choosing in advance the way you will be used. Teddy and I will decide which suggestion is the best each time, and make it happen. We will also be inviting suggestions as to your further tattooing once Ceebert’s ideas are exhausted-again, best suggestion wins. Twice a week for a year..that’s over a Hundred new tattoos Sarah!
You may be wondering why?- It’s simple…
The old Sarah is a vain and superficial white woman, who dotes on herself. She buys the finest lingerie and clothes. She dresses to make men look at her - for her pleasure not theirs. Her existence until now has been pointless. This has now changed. Black cock slut Sarah is just an object for our pleasure. By being displayed and used exactly as we choose on the net for all black men to see, she has become irrelevant, as an individual-she exists for our pleasure now. Her rehabilitation from vain white valueless poseur to black man’s plaything starts here. She can achieve rehabilitation in a black dominated society where her vanity and highly modified physical attractions will be put to good and constant use, thus making her productive for the first time in her life”
Sarah could scarcely believe what she was hearing; she had never considered herself superficial and useless before, and as Winston’s words hit home, tears started streaming down her cheeks as her inner self knew he spoke the truth. So rapt was she in his words that she didn’t even notice the second enema come and go, but was jerked back to reality by heavy cramps in her stomach, which Winston and Leroy took turns to massage to help her along. Leroy had told her this was her deepest clean ever, and as he told Winston that the last half litre would be the hardest, as he had never administered 5 litres before, she grit her teeth and tried to be “productive” as she determined to take the last 500ml and make them proud of her.
When finally it was in, they let her retain it for fully five minutes, tears still cascading down her face, until she gave a loud gasp of relief as Leroy opened the valve and emptied her finally.
Praising her on her tenacity, Winston bade her to get into the stirrups for a shave (he must have her electrolysed soon), and an application of “Nair”, which hopefully would keep the depilation effective for a few weeks, as shaving her after closure tomorrow would not be quite so straightforward.
This done, Winston had her hang her head over the edge of the stirrup table, and produced the injections for her jaw and throat. Teddy was setting the dentist’s chair up for web cam transmission, so this would have to suffice. As she opened her mouth wide to receive the jabs in the soft tissue at the back of her throat, he noticed that her jaw already opened wider than it used to, even before he had applied the valium to her jaw hinges- clearly she was adapting. More significantly, he noticed that the look in her eyes as he pressed the plunger was somewhat more distant, as if she had retreated to a place only she knew about to reflect on her “need for rehabilitation”. He smiled at the realisation that his words had affected her so, and gently injected her jaw hinges.
“I think you are almost ready for your public, Black cock slut Sarah. Go and shower, then re-dress exactly as you looked when you came in. Be careful not to damage that make-up when you shower. Then report to Master Teddy and we’ll see you later. Good luck slut, and wow them for us-make us proud”
The last sentence brought Sarah back from that faraway place, and a steely determination to do this to the best of her ability, however wrong she found it coursed through her psyche.
As she walked into the main room, and felt the heat of the lights, she felt a fluttering in her stomach that told her life was about to change radically from this moment. Sure, her body mods and newfound need for black cock would always be with her now, but this was different. This was the first time she would be voluntarily acknowledging the fact that she was a meaningless white trophy who sought rehabilitation from her sins by offering herself like a piece of meat for ritual humiliation. She opened her mouth to sob, but the wave of pre-orgasmic sensations that washed through her nipples clit and anus turned it into a moan of pleasure.
Teddy turned round and beamed at her. Again, she was shocked at the power this man exuded. Had she known that she already sported a half finished tribute to his unbelievable weapon in mirrors image on her lily-white back, then she would probably have come on the spot.
“Hey, slut Sarah- you look ravishing. I am just about ready to start the transmission. The word has been spread around Facebook and the like, so I anticipate a big audience”
That voice-the one she had been unable to escape from in her early training washed over her like the music of a fine bassoon. It was deeply implanted in her to obey this voice, and she found herself feeling warm and excited as he continued
“When I start the transmission, this light on top of the digicam will come on-that means we are live. I will then commence the voiceover, and you will respond to my leads. You will first strip to your lingerie as sexily as possible- we will take a very slow tour around your silk clad body, and then capture every detail as you slowly and erotically strip naked. I will then conduct a tour of your back, showing each tattoo in fine detail. As you do not know what these tattoos depict, I will not describe them, simply let the audience drink in their beauty. When I reach the base of your spine with the camera, you will, without being asked, bend forward and part the cheeks of your ass as wide as you can so that they can see the work around your slut anus.
We will then move on to your breasts, and I will explain in some detail the modifications that have taken place so far, and what we hope to achieve.
Once the audience is fully familiar with your body, you will settle into the dentist’s chair, and put your legs in the stirrups. I will then lower the chair to nearly horizontal and show your pussy grommets explaining that this is the one and only time they will ever see your pussy open.
Now we are at the point where we go “ deep inside Sarah””
He produced two long black bendy latex dildos- both well over two feet long. Both had cables running from one end to a light source box on the floor, and thence into the laptop on the side of the chair.
“This one is 1 ½ inches wide, Sarah- and is for your throat. The other is 2 inches, and is for your anus. You have accommodated much larger in both, so this should be easy for you, although the depth will be a new experience! I want you to be relaxed throughout this, so we have not set the bar too high size wise. The anal dildo also has pressure sensors down its length. The web cam viewers will have a readout of the pressure permanently displayed at the top of the screen throughout the examination. They will know, if the pressure starts spiking in rhythm, that you have come for their pleasure whilst being publicly examined. I personally have no doubt that this will happen. Once a lengthy examination of both of your slut thoroughfares has been completed, we have one more treat for you…we are going to film the inside of your urethra into your bladder using this apparatus” She gasped in shock as he showed her a bendy fibre optic wand about ½ inch wide.
“ When your pussy is closed tomorrow, you will need catheterising for obvious reasons, so you may as well get used to the feeling. Who knows’ we may enlarge your urethral opening as part of your modification programme-it has not been decided yet. Your humiliation can only be complete if every opening on your slut body is wide for perusal, so it is an important part of your rehabilitation that this happens. Once we have finished with bladdercam, the transmission will end, and we shall wait for the membership applications to roll in. You are now irreversibly our black cock slut Sarah, and your descent into full, productive sluttiness is now unavoidable, so I have every confidence that you will make us proud of you”
She felt her breast swell with pride, as the impact of that voice she could not disobey sunk in-she needed to start on the road to rehabilitation right now, and a fine performance for the camera was the best way to start.
As the background lights went out, and Teddy slipped a small green mask over her eyes, she saw Winston, Leroy and Ceebert at the back of the room to encourage her, and as the light winked on, and Teddy’s baritone voice launched smoothly into his introduction about a formerly useless white bauble who had seen the light and sought to do something useful with her sexuality from now on, she disrobed slowly and erotically, drinking in the warmth of the lights and moistening at the thought of all those black men growing wood at the sight of her lovely green lingerie.
As Teddy slipped smoothly through his commentary, she felt like he was describing goods for sale, chattels, meat..not a sentient woman ay all, and was surprised that she found comfort in that, and her nipples started spasming big time.
After some considerable time filming her in her underwear, Teddy started his introduction to her nakedness, and on that cue she slipped her silk stockings down her legs seductively, licking her highly glossed lips as she did so. Shimmying out of her teddy after teasingly untying the laces that held her splendid chest in place, she thrilled at the brief exposure her heavily modified nipples received before she turned round to have her ink closely scrutinised. As Teddy’s commentary ceased while her tattoos were filmed in close up detail, she thrilled at the thought that all those men who had fleetingly seen the metal in her nipples would be wondering if they imagined it, and lusting for a second look. Her first anal mini-orgasm rushed through her, as she fought against her knees buckling. The camera continued it’s very slow descent of her back, and when the time was right, she bent forward and parted her lovely buttocks so wide the skin stretched, and her divine anus, the gateway to her newfound sexuality puckered and winked at the light like a mole surfacing in the sunlight as her audience greedily drank in the magnificent rose and inked gold rings that framed her sphincter to perfection.
This done, she turned round, and presented her breasts for the camera, cupping them in her hands as Teddy explained each piercing, and how they hoped in time to make her breasts almost exclusively nipple. As he moved on to her teats, she jumped as he touched each one, the hornet venom making them almost unbearably sensitive. As Teddy explained that they where in the early stages of planning to turn her teats into mini white cocks on her chest, as a permanent reminder to her of their inferiority, and that she would never again need to experience one, she suddenly saw what sense it made, and hoped that Winston would deem the project possible and proceed with it.
Scrutiny over, she hopped willingly into the dentist’s chair, and placed her legs, still in the green heels, which she had replaced after removing her stockings. Winston and Leroy appeared from the shadows and buckled her legs in, and then reclined the chair to horizontal.
Winston picked up the 2 inch thick black snake, which had already been lightly lubricated, and offered it to her puckering, winking anus. As the light source warmed her sphincter skin, her audience gasped in cyber unison as her anus actually opened involuntarily in anticipation of the invader, as if to welcome it home, and Sarah started drawing big breaths as the voyage began-the journey to the center of her body..
Feeding the monster very slowly and gently through her anus into her rectum, Teddy gave a commentary as would a tour guide, as every twist and turn of her canal was illuminated and laid bare by the fibre optics. Rectum turned into colon, as Winston firmly but smoothly continued the navigation of her bowel, until the full two feet were inside her, and the flared base stopped the machine vanishing inside her completely.
As Leroy smoothed her brow and told her that it was fully home, her audience received irrefutable proof of her sluttiness as the pointers on their pressure readouts danced in a seismographic rhythm that betrayed the strength of the anal orgasm that ripped through her.
Leaving the monster secured in her ass, the camera panned up to her sweaty, face, her eyes glazed with pleasure as Winston fed a small, clear tube about the width of a pencil into her nostril, and told her to snort as he eased it down through her sinuses into her throat. As teddy explained that the tube was connected to an oxygen supply, as the throat dildo was going to be inside her for much longer than she could hold her breath, Leroy appeared with the 1 ½ inch snake, and lowered the head restraint until her throat was in a straight line with her stomach.
As Teddy again started his smooth deliver of the tour guide, the brothers smiled in unison as Sarah’s mouth opened automatically to receive the black invader, her crimson lips stretching in obscene beauty around the shaft as throatcam began its voyage into her gullet, and thence on to the uncharted depths of her stomach. Taking great care to protect her sensitive throat membranes, Leroy slipped the beast past her throat as she swallowed obediently, and then ever so slowly, and with great tenderness, eased the length of the invader down her beautiful, pale neck. Sarah allowed the pleasure of having something black in her throat where it belonged to was over her, and the pressure meters on laptops and PCs around the world began their orgasmic dance. As the dildo thrust onward, Sarah became aware that she was now penetrated even deeper than her masters could go, and, although the sensations remained the same, she felt grateful for the oxygen supply, and found herself wishing that they would use it on her as the throated their monsters, so that she could keep them in and worship them at length rather than in breath sized strokes. As that though washed over her, and the pressure needles responded, Leroy suddenly felt resistance, and realised that, with 8 inches still to go, he had reached her esophageal sphincter. Knowing that her stomach was empty, he let the weapon rest on the barrier for a moment, as the slut grew accustomed to it, and as Teddy’s commentary reached a crescendo, he firmly pushed past that last gateway. As dildocam burst into her stomach, Sarah felt more invaded than at any stage in her life, and as the last 8 inches slid into her stomach, her audience were able to watch her colon wall contract like a python engulfing a boar, as the biggest orgasm she had ever imagined, let alone experienced ripped through her bowels in response to the knowledge that her violation was complete and total, and her bladder voided itself in agreement.
Letting the semi-conscious slut clam down for a while, Winston busied himself with urethracam , getting it ready as Teddy explained this final, extra violation to the audience, adding that it was her first time. Teddy panned back with the camera to remind the audience of the helpless vulnerability of the slut as she lay horizontal, both camera dildos in her to the hilt and still transmitting to split screen displays everywhere, and then zeroed in on her pussy, as Leroy threaded a fine gold chain through the grommets on each of her labia, and pulled them apart like a gutted fish to expose the tiny peehole within. Applying a blob of KY to the probe, Winston slowly eased it into the urethral opening, as Sarah jumped in response to this new, and not pleasant sensation. As Winston slowly pushed the probe in, and her virgin urethra opened reluctantly, Sarah found the sensation increasingly unpleasant, rather like having cystitis, and would have cried out in discomfort had her throat not been rammed full, but as Winston finally popped the tip of the probe past her pee sphincter and into her bladder, she heard teddy proudly exclaim to the audience that the third screen on their computers now displayed the insides of the hapless slut’s bladder, the utter objectification that she had just undergone dawned on her, and despite herself, another orgasm washed through her body as she realised that rehabilitation was truly underway. The needle watchers shared her last orgasm enthusiastically.
As Teddy wrapped up the show, fully two hours had passed since Sarah entered the room for her first public ritual humiliation. He started packing the gear away, as Leroy and Winston tenderly eased the web cam dildos from the semi-conscious slut’s body.
When she was as empty as nature intended once again, she started to come round, and asked for a drink- she had not had once since last night.
Leroy held a cup of water to her lips, and she sipped gratefully. They unbuckled her and raised the chair back to vertical, and unmasked her.
“You have done well, Black cock slut Sarah”, boomed Teddy- a truly wonderful performance, and a pleasing start to your very lengthy rehabilitation. If the audience responds as they should, then the income should fund the whole process”.
“Thank you Master”, she replied weakly, genuinely pleased that she had achieved her goal and for once in her life contributed something.
“We will take a break now, Sarah- you have earned it”, said Winston.
Ceebert has just finished for the morning in the tattoo parlor, and is making coffee. You must also be hungry, after your fast this morning? Master Teddy very kindly brought another flask from the farm this morning, so you can enjoy a double helping of your favourite cream on your cereal as well as in your coffee”
Sarah smiled- she was hungry, but more so was feeling empty without her daily intake of black man’s ambrosia, and she looked forward to her late breakfast as her strength returned.
As Ceebert appeared with the coffee, Winston explained that, in advance of tomorrows “outing” he had a very important tattoo to add to her collection after lunch- and she would actually get to see this one! After that, they would spit roast her some, and she would blow Winston, then her day was done. Master Teddy sadly had to go back to the farm, so was not to share in their use of her any further today, but no worries, there would be many more times!
Eating her muesli with double cum enthusiastically, Sarah passed a pleasant half hour talking with her Masters. Whilst the were careful to always treat her as goods, a chattel, an object to be owned, she felt there was a level of affection and admiration in the conversation as they took coffee and relaxed.
As the afternoon schedule approached, Ceebert took a refreshed, and almost glowing Sarah through to his room for her next ink.
The still naked slut went to lie face down on the articulated table, and was surprised when Cebeert told her to lie on her back.
Obeying without question, she felt Ceebert swab her freshly shaved pubic area with an alcohol pad, and the site of her latest piece was revealed. As Ceebert started sketching in the outline with his pen, he explained that as everything changed permanently tomorrow, then that moment should be indelibly marked on her body in tribute.
As the black tattoo gun burst into life, and the outline of his latest masterpiece grew on her pubic mound, she enjoyed the bite of the needle, and lay back and let the pleasure wash over her as the color followed and the work of art slowly formed.
After about an hour and a half, he holstered his guns, swabbed her mons with antiseptic, and asked her to stand and admire the work that now forever adorned her pubic mound.
As she looked down, she saw a bright circle red, which on closer examination, was Ceebert’s interpretation of a traffic sign. through the red circle was a diagonal line, which cut through the legend “NO ENTRY” Underneath, in ornate writing, and surrounded in intricate scrollwork was the message “NO ACCESS- PLEASE USE REAR ENTRANCE”
Sarah gasped at its boldness, but more at the finality of the statement it made…she was being closed tomorrow- her days of pussy access were over forever. If she had any misgivings, the orgasm that gripped her colon suggested otherwise.
She thanked Ceebert enthusiastically for decorating their property so beautifully, and spent the rest of the afternoon being spit roasted by Ceebert and Leroy, finishing off by giving Winston a blow job the enthusiasm of which quite shocked him, as she swallowed his bountiful load like a starving castaway would devour a peach, and his cum joined that which she had drained from Leroy and Ceebert both directly, and via the tube from her ass earlier.
Her tummy finally full of the nectar she craved, she gratefully received the fully charged keeper into her greedy anus. She slipped back into her silkies, and then dressed as Winston told her she was done for the day.
“Tomorrow is a big day Black cock slut Sarah” announced Winston. “ You will go home and try and make your peace with Pete, although he is on no account to touch you or see any of your modifications at this late stage. Just be nice to him- he will need to feel bridges have been built as we need you in his bed briefly tomorrow evening- we will explain fully when you are briefed in the morning. Cook him a nice meal, share a bottle of wine- it’s his last chance to enjoy the Sarah he thought he knew. Don’t forget your special cream before bed and for breakfast, but apart from that, just do your own thing-we won’t even activate your keeper at all.
One small task- you must bookmark the website www.deepinsidesarah.com on your browser- we want him to stumble across it sooner rather than later.
Tomorrow you will dress as you think appropriate, and report here for cleansing and injection- those will be your only duties here tomorrow. We will then brief you. You will then go into the city and perform certain tasks, not least having a duplicate front door key cut for us to use tomorrow night. You will be released early tomorrow, in order to go home and prepare yourself for the rest of your life- your full rehabilitation.
See you tomorrow Sarah”
As she descended the stairs and exited the tattoo parlor, she felt like a bug under a microscope. Every black man she saw appeared to be looking at her. Although logically it was likely to be because she looked so hot, she felt each time that the eyes upon her were wondering if she could be the lovely dreadlocked blonde who had so wantonly been violated on the Internet that morning. Several times on the walk home she had to resist the urge to run, and by the time she got home she was breathless….but with excitement. What a slut she was becoming, and how much further did she have to descend to achieve rehabilitation?
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