Truck Ride_(0)
Truck Ride “Get dressed my slutty little slave; we are going to the truck.” Those were the words I awoke to in the very early morning darkness after master’s arrival. As I grabbed a quick shower I thought about the afternoon and evening just past; as he had promised before his arrival, master had indeed done just as he pleased with me. He seemed to know from the first moment exactly how to show me that I was his; how to make me feel my servitude to him deeply. He had made me meet him that afternoon at the parking area where he would be parking his truck while he was here; and as he stepped down out of the truck and I approached with my head down, had quietly said two words. “Kneel slave”. …