My introduction to what she called my “new life” concluded after some number of hours that I couldn’t begin to imagine, my brain was so clouded with pain, confusion, and, yes, excitement. Much to my relief, instead for subjecting the swollen, bright red ripe fruits to more abuse, she held two ice cubes against them. Porn * * *
My focus on the question of my future intensified one day when Mistress herself assisted with my daily preparations, telling me, “You will be with your new owner very, very soon, my little Pet.”
“B-b-but, Mistress,” I sputtered, “does this mean that I won’t be serving you any longer?”
“I don’t know if we’ll meet again, my sweet little tonguetarget, but I do know that today’s final exam will be a day that both of us will always remember.”
I was terribly torn. Oh, I was obedient and compliant.
