The sun shined through the window and she was forced to hold her hand up to shield her adjusting eyes.

Although both were relatively estranged from the deceased Rowyn, the two women find it’s the company we keep that truly helps keep us together; no matter if we’re falling apart while inside or out of trance. In the far future where nanotech has become a burgeoning new enterprise, corporations rule whole planets and individuals are often taken for granted.Most of the girls were off at work, the library, or whatever else a girl could get up to on a college campus, but a few wandered through the halls or lounged around in the living room. Maybe sooner than that--there are a few establishments out there that accommodate relationships like the one Irene has with her owner, and she's had enough experiences with his whims to be all too aware that they might wind up there before they head home for the night. Spiral down into the Embrace; feel their fangs, their touch, the thrust of their hips, their cool fingers across your raw, excited flesh. He would work with whomever his patrons wished, satisfaction guaranteed, and unlike his contemporaries, he never cut corners, nor did he ever take on more than one doll at a time - meaning he often spent months to years working on a single commission.

Her long blonde curly locks flowed down to the middle of her naked back as she buried her face in the pillows of her bed while moaning into them. She realized now why they were still allowed to talk, because inevitably they would wind up deepening each other's submission like water circling down a drain, and she reveled in the opportunity to help her fellow slut find true surrender.After shooting some hoops, four college buddies decide to sign up for what’s billed as a psychometric test. Can Adventure Girl resist its thought-sapping charms long enough to defeat him, or will she be reduced to a bubble-headed nymphomaiac in his thrall? Her bitches were hard working, loyal and obedient and she didn’t use drugs or violence to achieve this. The mere mention of the spiral sent Isabel's eyes involuntarily glancing over at the swirling interplay of white on black and black on white, and she knew it was a mistake as soon as it happened but she couldn't help herself.

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Her head was still muzzy from the drugs in her drink, her brain was already melted halfway to mush by all the programming she'd absorbed so far, and deep down Isabel couldn't think of a way out of this anyway and she was beginning to despair.