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Chapter 16 Chrissie & Kate
Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
relationship," she continued. "We aren't capable of that. We'll have fun together but I want you to understand something right from the start. After ten years working as a hooker and having sex with thousands of men, I couldn't trust anybody enough to have a normal relationship. We aren't going to be equals because you don't want that. I'm going to give you what we both want. I am going to own you, just like a master owns a slave. I'll treat you like a piece of property that has been placed on this earth only to make me happy. You will devote yourself to me completely and I will make sure you get the degradation you need so much." "I can't believe someone as beautiful as you would even bother to notice me," I replied. "You are a dream come true. I have a lot of faults and the biggest one is that I am addicted to the hormones that are given to me every week. It is worse than a heroin addiction because I can't go off them. They make me who I am. I would be nothing without them and the people who give me those d**gs know it and control my life because of it." "We'll have to live with that then," Kate replied, smiling. "I'd like to see what they are like. Do they have any effect on women?" "Actually, mommy started the treatment a few days ago and she already looks more youthful and has become even more sexual," I said. "They sort of give her a glow." "Well, get on the phone to your pusher and let's get shot up ... tonight," Kate said. "Let's take the next trip together." I got up from the table and went outside and called Tracie on my mobile phone and arranged for her to come by my house later and told her to bring a dose for me and one for a woman. She was surprisingly agreeable and even asked me how my first day back at work had gone and what I did over the weekend. "That's done," I said when I returned to the table. "We have about an hour to meet her at my place. I have to warn you about something, though. It's not going to make you happy, but it's not about me. It's about my mother." "What is it?" Kate asked. "I'm sort of conflicted about your mother and haven't decided if I like her or not, to be honest with you." "One of her clients is spending the night with her at my house," I said. "I know that breaks all the rules." "I am sure you and I are going to break some sort of rule together, so I'm not worried about it," Kate said. "Anyway, that means she won't be butting into our business tonight which is exactly what I want." We caught a taxi to my house and, once inside; Kate had a look around downstairs and checked out the artwork on the walls. It's a normal London mews house I bought with some of the money I inherited from my father and, like everything else in my neighbourhood, it was now valued at threefold of what I paid for it, even though it was made for small families more than a century ago and has only ...