She now stood there totally naked except for the spike heels and looking very nervous."So lets be clear here Samantha, you want to experience being a slave and know there will be no limits." again Samantha nodded and this time in almost a whisper said "Yes". "And you are doing this of your own free will and asked for my help?". again a nod and a gentle "yes" was replied.The man with the camera placed it down on the bonnet of the car, so she was still in shot, he then moved towards Samantha with the bag. Firstly he gathered up the white dress on the floor and rolled it in a ball, dropping it in the middle of the road. He handed Samantha a tin of lighter fluid and a box of matches. Samantha, squirted the whole tin over the dress on the floor, and before she had second thoughts, she struck the match and dropped it on the dress. The dress went up very quickly but didn't burn for long. Very soon there was little to recognise as clothing at all.Without speaking Samantha dropped to her. It took her forever to work me back up, but she did it again just as I had feared.By the third day, I had been grossed out enough to resist the temptation of eating one meal, planning to fast until I could use my powers to make Candy a more pleasurable and willing cellmate. But after suffering through five hours of withdraw symptoms, I couldn't remain fasting long enough to let the telepathy suppressing drugs run out.But by the fifth day, the smell of her urine was driving me crazy. I tried to wash it off every cleaning cycle, but I could smell it on me even when there couldn't be more than a trace of it left. I even started to notice how my own body was starting to smell like shit. Without soap and a washcloth, I simply couldn't clean myself well enough using just my hands and the cleansing chemicals they showered the room with.So I managed to withstand the incredible urge to eat that evening, and then somehow kept myself from crawling over the next morning, even though I was in.
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