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True Self: Chapter Ten
I had hit the two-week mark, two weeks without direct human contact. It was nothing to be proud of, though, inside I was burning for someone to control. Stephanie and Claire came by three times so far, but they never came inside.
I had to be in the line of sight of the person, and the two of them always kept the door between them and myself. Of course, I didn’t blame them, but the worse thing was that I was craving male contact, specifically sexual contact.
Going from a daily dose of huge cock, to playing with myself with toys, the showerhead and even my fingers which I hadn’t done since I could remember, wasn’t getting the job done.
I needed cock desperately. I would even go for a regular sized one to get the feeling inside, on me, near me, anything.
Stephanie had shown me a picture of Allen with his new girl. In less than two weeks, he had another woman. I bet she was enjoying his big black at this very moment.
My only other human contact was talking to Logan and one of his friends, or should I say connections. They were teaching me how I could safely talk to whatever was trapped inside the ring.
I begged them to show me, but at first, they had refused, telling me it could cause much bigger problems than it was worth. But in the end, I prevailed.
