SWEET SEX SLAVES By SUSAN SWEET

Devon was very specific about the way he wants you dressed."

I stood still as Jacky measured my body in every conceivable direction and dimension, making notes in a little note pad. She finished and Cynthia handed me a short yellow terry cloth robe.

"Put this on," Cynthia demanded.

I put the robe on, glad to have something covering my nakedness.

"I'm going to leave you in Cynthia's care while I go shopping for some suitable clothes for you to wear. I'll be back to pick you up later today," she said.

"Come with me," Cynthia ordered.

I followed her down a hallway and into a room that had a table, several strange machines and three young girls.

The girls all giggled when they saw me.

"This is our subject for today, girls, please prepare to begin," she said. To me, "You will lie on the table."

The girls went about some tasks I didn't understand as I climbed up onto the table and lay on my back, feeling very uncertain about what these women planned to do to me.

Cynthia came over to me with a white cloth in her hands. She smiled at me and placed the cloth over my mouth and

nose.

"Breathe deeply, Honey," she said.

I took a couple of breaths and the room began to spin. I felt like I were falling into a great hole in the Earth, then everything went black.

I woke up feeling very strange. It took me several minutes to get my bearings. I finally figured out that I was sitting in some sort of recliner chair and I was naked again. I closed my eyes because the room was still spinning a little bit and I tried to take inventory of how I felt. My skin felt sort of funny, kind of tingly all over. My ears and my chest hurt a little and my hair felt like it had a tightness all across

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