‘O please dear, call me Tricia,’ she said. Tomorrow at cheer practice I would ask her to bring me some water, that would be a simple assignment to start with, to see if it would make her horny, to see if she was indeed my slave. My mom was telling me to be careful and to not do anything crazy. I followed the instructions. I stretched my arm out in front of me, and sprayed a little huff into her face. I untied her and removed all evidence that I had been there. I was in heaven, for a moment there, I actually was. I grabbed the rope tighter. I stretched my arm out in front of me, and sprayed a little huff into her face. While I boiled the water I looked through the medications in my pocket. Was this it? I had studied a million ‘how to’ video’s on the internet. I searched for the little spray can. I didn’t care about the ethics of it all. Moist and wet, but then I changed my
