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Number 1: Part 2

They are similar in the fact that, despite the years we have known them, I have not even once seen their faces. They always rush into the bathroom to get changed and then come out a slave toy that is ready to be used. 
At the same time, they are also very different. My thighs clenched as I reminisced about my time with Number 1. 
Number 1 has a special twist to him! He was only my Owner's toy, which means that he listens to every word and delights his commander in helping to train me with his cock. 
But when it comes to me, Number 1 only sees me for what I am: a three-hole Fuckdoll. He has no problems with dominating me! It has always been super erotic and fascinating to watch him switch roles throughout our time together. 
It had been a very long time since we had seen Number 1 and he was finally ready to visit us again. This was more than a big surprise!
The excitement I felt filled me completely and I started badgering my Owner with ideas of what we would be doing. 
Number 1 completely stimulated my mind and I was more than ready for this weekend. 
My pout then furthered as I realized what I had done. Now I wasn’t going to be able to fully enjoy being with Number 1 without being punished. 
“What will the consequence be, Sir?” I shuffled on my knees in the position I had been maintaining.
“Since you spent this entire time begging, you will not be allowed to cum or moan loudly during your time with Number 1.”
This time it was my heart that squeezed. Yes, I would have fun with my favorite toy, but the experience was sure to be bittersweet. 
As I waited anxiously, time slipped away from me. Before I knew it, we were sitting on the couch waiting for Number 1 to knock on the door. 
The moment we heard the tapping, I was told to get on my knees and look away.