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The Two Dolls: Part 1

“This is so exciting!”
I smiled widely, thinking about seeing one of my favorite couples, one we had met countless times at private parties. There have been times where we’ve had sessions at our house and my mouth still waters when I think about it. 
The couple we played with is unique for many reasons, but my absolute favorite thing is that we are very similar. 
Slave S. She has a special place in my heart, mainly because we share the same kinks and physical features. Many people enjoyed seeing us together because it’s like having two of the same dolls in one room. 
Playing with Slave S always puts me in subspace practically instantly. There is always something about touching her that makes me feel sinful and doll-like. 
The only difference between her and I is the large tattoo that spirals on her back. But there are some fun distinctions between our Owners. One thing that stands out is that I have come to acknowledge Slave S’ Sir is a super creative man who organizes the hottest private BDSM parties around.

My Owner let me know that we would be going to one of their events but remained silent when I began to question him about the party. 
I quickly realized that he wouldn’t disclose any of the details. Even the location would be a surprise.
We piled into the car, starting our drive to meet our friends. 

I was ordered to wear my long latex heels, corset, and a matching skirt for my Owner to have easy access to his toy. My nipples were poking through my see-through shirt. They stiffened as they rubbed against the material.
We sat quietly through the five-hour-long drive. As the endless time stretched by, I became more and more nervous, but at the same time increasingly excited about what was going to happen. My Owner left me to wonder about what would go on at this event, and the only thing he revealed to me was that my ass would be used heavily.