“Did you have a good week last week?” she asked.“I did. What’s the plan for today?”“I want to hear your life’s story, and I’ll tell yo... mine next week.”I chuckled, “And just how detailed do you want me to be?”“You tell me what you think I need to know to really understand you,” she said.I nodded, took a sip of tea, and began telling her about my life, starting with all the moving around before we’d finally landed in Milford. As I started to discuss some of my intimate relationships and the. When she tried to step away Jenna growled and, dropped the crop and grabbed her by the neck. "Don't ever pull away from me again you little slut. I own your ass and I will touch you as I please. Understand?" Yes Mistress," Jenna said fighting back a sob."Before we get any further, I want to lay down some ground rules. Rule number one I've already covered calling me mistress at all times when it's just us. Rule number two in our private times you will wear a collar because I own you. Rule three. Only this dress dipped down at the top and stopped at the tops of her thighs like a micro-mini skirt. She wore a black bra and panties under the dress. Otherwise, the dress would expose all of her goodies. Black lace stockings covered her legs and elevated spiked heels adorned her feet. “Yes, Master?” she asked.“How do I confirm whether this locket is the one I’m looking for?” I thought at her.“Pretty locket,” Lisa said, leaning into me to see it better. At the same time, she reached behind me. I took me a while. Smooth the front underyou knees and kneel on it and then smooth the back under your behindand sit back on our heels. Otherwise the skirt will flip up in back andshow your panties."We played Barbies for a while and finally she and Ken went on theirhoneymoon. Beth directed us to clean up, because Mom got mad if we lefttoys out. I helped them put the Barbies back on the bookshelf and theclothes in plastic baggies."Now what?" asked Susie. "Do you want to read me a story Jenny?"It.