During the sometimes intense interview process, they were both very patient with me as I was scared and they weren't exactly what I was asking for. They made it feel sort of like a job interview - which - in a way - was what it was. We agreed from the very start, even before I stepped into the vehicle, that if I was uncomfortable, that I could leave
Then, after the interview, where I sat on the carpet before them while they relaxed on the couch looking down upon me, they then had me stand up and bound my hands but not my feet. I found out why soon enough when I was declothed, and, shivering, they had the foresight for the lady to handle me at first. She removed everything I had on so deftly I was barely aware my clothes were falling away, as she kissed and caressed me as if I was already loved and cared for
I was told to perform menial tasks, which were a bit hard to do while tethered, but which I hope I had performed well. I actually enjoyed not having to think, not having to care about where my next meal was coming from, not worrying if I was good enough - they told me I was doing just fine.
In the end, I agreed to spend the evening with them, in order to please them, which was not in the original plan. I serviced them both as best I could, as that was my role in this human drama. I enjoyed being "a good girl" and they used me more than once, but always brought me back to the bed where I slept with them both, together.
but still looking
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