“Doesn’t this feel right,” it pondered, “more like you than anything?”
“What do you mean, Sir?”
“Look back on your life. Darkness. XNXX I lost count of the cocks. So it was real. Now was the time. “Elena Griffin, CPA. I moaned. A whisper in my ear. My body thundered, roared, twitching in ecstacy. Relative quiet. Look at how beautiful you are.”
My auburn hair was tangled, my cheeks were black with trickling mascara. “Doesn’t this feel right,” it pondered, “more like you than anything?”
“What do you mean, Sir?”
“Look back on your life. Whack! “Doesn’t this feel right,” it pondered, “more like you than anything?”
“What do you mean, Sir?”
“Look back on your life. My body twitched and spasmed and morphed into a new thing altogether. Today, Omega, is the first day of your life.”
He wrapped a thick leather collar around my neck, my new name inscribed in matted steel. I sunk into Jack’s arms. And now, in the deafening silence of my bondage on the eighth floor of the Emerald Regent Hotel, I understood they had been expecting me. My ass was barely contained in a ten inch velvet skirt. “Good. I yelped.
