

The Interview: Part 2 It took a lot of convincing myself to finally text Mr. V, but I did not want to embarrass my Master, so I went ahead and typed up a message. Errghh. This isn’t going to work. I ended up retyping my greeting to Mr. V about ten times before deciding to just send it how it came out in the last one. Then I waited impatiently for his reply. The hours passed endlessly. I groaned in frustration, wondering when I would finally get a message back from Mr. V. Eventually, as I was returning home from work, rather upset to still not have an answer, I felt my phone vibrate and knew immediately that it was him. I quickly peeked at my phone to take a look. "Hello Artig. Nice to meet you! I am very interested in our interview for Saturday and the ability to test your holes and pain tolerance. After all, I am looking for a new, three-hole doll every time I visit your country. Mr. V." I finally understood everything! My Master had arranged for me to apply for a sex doll position. My heart started to pulsate in the same way as my cunt, and I started to get very wet from the idea of this man using me for his sexual needs. Would my Owner be there for this interview? My mind began to become filled with more questions than I had before. What did all of this really entail? I had so many questions and couldn’t wait to get home to my Owner to talk about them! Eagerly, I barged into our home and found my Sir already resting on the couch. I went onto my knees and rested at his feet, waiting with a smile. There was a look of amusement on his face; he knew that I was ready to talk about Mr. V. I squealed in delight when my Master pulled me into his lap and decided to indulge me by answering all my questions.