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She was in charge and she was in no mood for me to waste her time. As I whimpers a “Yes Mistress.” she began circling me like a wolf ready to pounce on its first meal in days. She was enjoying the agony she was inflicting and she was letting me know. “Do you know how many of you sluts I have remodelled?” “No Mistress.” “Ninety three, over the years I have been here I have remodelled ninety three of you sluts. That of course isn't counting the times I had to perform a secondary remodel of some of those more… resistant subjects.” Ninety three people had been sissified by this woman, the girls I met before, even Webcams El. They had all been in this thing and watched her grin as she took a twisted pleasure in torturing us. “I understand you enjoy the idea of someone making you their property slut. indian That you fantasise this moment while you fuck your hand and cum all over yourself.” She wrapped her arms around me in the machine as she began to tease my caged cock. “The most important question is, how big a slut do you really want to be, and how much are you willing to expose your true self to me so I can help you achieve that version of you. How much flesh I cut how I cut it is up to the Master, how much of your mind I cut.” She smiled as she clamped my head into the machine. “Well that’s all down to you… “ She slowly backed away biting her lip and pulling out a tablet from her pocket. The machine started to power up and I felt the restraints tighten small and small needles sink into my neck leg arms and the temples of my head. “Now then. Where shall I start with you… slut?” Awaking from a snooze Tegan slid out of bed and stretched with a yawn as she strolled out of her room and to the bathroom. It had taken a good amount of work to bring Brandon off for the fourth time (which seemed to finally drain him, for the time being) and after her own release she had decided to lay about for awhile when he went back to his own room for a nap. She quickly rinsed her mouth and splashed some water on her face before wandering into the kitchen glancing at the microwave clock to check the time before refilling the sink to attend to the dishes she was distracted from earlier. It was just around 3:30pm and she expected that Sam would be home shortly as his construction job tended to start early and end early. On her days off from work in the past he could arrive anywhere from 4 to 5, while Angus was typically 6:15pm practically like clockwork. She was under no illusion that Sam’s mind would be on her as soon as he walked in the door. 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