SWEET SEX SLAVES

By SUSAN SWEET

"Yes, I do, Bob," Jacky noted. "I'll have your sissy slave ready for you tonight as we discussed."

"Then, I'm off. Be sure to obey Ms. Brown as if she were me!" Mr. Devon said, then he kissed me lightly on the lips! I was so surprised that I didn't even try to escape.

"Good bye, little sissy slave," he whispered, patting my bottom familiarly. Then he picked up his briefcase and left the office.

"You know, Honey, this is going to be fun, at least for me!" Jacky stated. "I think Mr. Devon's plans are perfect for you. But, we have a lot to do today, so come with me now."

Jacky led the way out of her office to the elevators. We went down to the garage level and she opened the door of her car and had me get in. She buckled me into the seat belt, got behind the wheel and started the motor.

"Where are we going, Mistress?"

"That is your first mistake, slave!" she said angrily. "Don't you remember what your Master told you about not talking?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Remember it then! You must remain silent at all costs!" she said. "I'll overlook it... for now, but you'd better not make the same mistake again or I shall be forced to report to your Master about it!"

I was full of questions and feeling very frustrated over not being allowed to speak as Jacky drove out of the garage and headed across town. What were Mr. Devon's big plans for me, and where were we going? I was dying of curiosity about what was going to happen to me, but sat silently as we drove along.

After about fifteen minutes, we pulled up in front of a shop that had a small neon sign in the window that said: "Cynthia's Body Shoppe."

Jacky got out and opened my door.

"Come with me," she said.

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