Chapter 526 The Pussy Lovedoll:>Ep8

• My body was in a hogtie and hung in midair just 3ft off the ground. A sturdy chain from the ceiling carried my weight, while rough stone floors and windowless walls surrounded me. A plush red armchair had been placed just a few feet in front, and sitting on it was the man whom I had seen the other day, the man who had bought me.
• Instead of a formal shirt and tie, he wore tight denim trousers and an unbuttoned silk shirt. It revealed his broad-shouldered, lean build, with toned arms and the faint ripples of abdominal muscles. Though nothing comparable to the male body-builders the media kept glorifying, he was certainly fit and athletic looking. He sat in an armchair with his head slightly tilted, staring at me as though assessing my value.
• "Hello slave," he began, his lips curling into an anxious smile as he spoke. "I am your new owner, but you will address me only as 'Master'. I have purchased you, which means that your body and mind are now my property for the remainder of your life. You have been placed into a container for slaves of the Ultimate Lovedoll series, and is being shipped to my home even as we speak. I shall be meeting you in some time. But until then, I want you to always remember me as you undergo your final training."