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## Sammy 03 A4DD9 07-10-09

Private Chapter # 11 after this.  Private Chapter #10 before this.

“Hey mom and dad,” the video stuck on Sammy’s face, which took up the entire picture blocking anything behind her from being seen.  The video was dated nine days after her abduction, but there was no sign of that in the video.  She wasn’t bruised, she didn’t look particularly defeated like Tammy did, and she didn’t seem to upset with what could have happened in those nine days between videos. 

She avoided a smile and kept her face close to the camera, almost intentionally blocking what was behind her, “Sorry I haven’t called once in the last week.  But you should expect this—I moved out some time ago, you can’t expect a woman making a good living to have time for these things.  Anyways, I’m not sure if you’ll get this, but I moved out of the house Ben hooked up for me and found a new job in a new place.  I think I like this place a lot better.  They respect me.

“No, I won’t hurt you with where the videos are this time, you don’t want that—I know—but I can tell you it’s a lot better than the boys.  They did things to me down here—things I’ve wanted for a long time.  Things the boys refused calling our relationship a business one.  The relationship I have down here is much better. 

“I feel right calling her Master down here, those boys didn’t deserve that because they didn’t make me feel like a woman, but down here the Master deserves every ounce of that, she lets me do things the boy’s never would, gives me opportunities the boys never would.  I like that.  I know you think its degrading when the boy’s would hit me and ruin my clothes.  But with this job it’s so much more than that.  Oh, I wish I could tell you, I wish I could show you the videos of how much better they are, but the Master doesn’t let me see the videos, she doesn’t even tell me where they are.  They must be making a fortune though.

“I was terrified down here when they first brought me; it was like with the boy’s except I really didn’t know what was going to happen.  She did things to me, things you’d think are dirty, for days she did things to me, after a while she started telling me to call her master and I did—and it felt so good.  No matter what she did to me I just thought of the videos, of the end result.  After a while she gave me a dress, something more magnificent than anything the boys ever gave me.  Oh it was wonderful having her cover it with filth, having her man friends rip it off me and violate me in ways the boys would never dare to do.  They made me explode with joy over that dress—it felt so good allowing, for once, my own body to ruin that dress. 

“Oh one more thing, you have to see this beautiful outfit the Master got me, her wardrobe here is magnificent.”  Sammy pulled away, finally showing something of what was behind her, a flat screen TV mounted on the wall above a bookcase in what looked like a pretty ordinary flat.  There was a closed door to a bedroom, and what appeared to be the edge of a sliding glass door balcony at the outmost right side of the frame.

The dress she had on was white with complicated crochet and embroideries along the waist, bottom, and shoulders.  It appeared to have several layers, the inside layer being shiny and slick while the outside ones looked more rugged.  The dress went down to about her knees and was strapless above her breasts.  She did a spin like the ones she did on her own videos, the ones I saw before.  “See, isn’t it just beautiful?  I don’t even know how much it cost, but this looks handmade—must have been pricy.”

“Sammy is your dress on?”  A yell came from off the camera to the left.

“Yes Ma’am!”  Sammy yelled back off the side, “Got to go mom and dad. Love you!”  She blew a kiss at the camera before walking forward to turn it off.