Not only had she been given permission to indulge herself – she had been ordered to do it. The slave followed Cruz a short distance to a metal door set into the concrete wall. Xxnx “Give me more,” she said. Do you know where that is?”
“Yes, mistress.”
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Sara had never been inside a maintenance elevator before. “Good,” said Cruz. Sara’s first impulse was to deliver another theatrical orgasm, but the overseer was not as easy to trick as a testosterone-charged college athlete or a traveling businessman who wanted something he had seen in a porno that his wife wouldn’t do for him. “As part of your lesbian conversion program, you learned how to actually get off with a woman, didn’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress,” said Sara, embarrassed that her performance had been so easily detected.
