You will never refer to yourself in the first person ever again in my presence. The words I, me, or mine are forbidden. 'This slave' or 'this one' wil... be appropriate. Do you understand slave? " I nodded in agreement, afraid to utter any words. "You may eventually call yourself 'Mistress's slave' if you prove to be worthy of such." I finally uttered the words, "Yes, Mistress," very softly. Still unsure of what was acceptable. I heard the click of her heels on the wooden floor as she. I felt Dots tongue on my fingers as I felt for Goodys wet cunt. I watched them as they paced themselves, prolonging the pleasure, so they could both cum together. Their hips jerked spasmodically. Their bodies stiffened and went limp, then stiffened again repeatedly, gripping each other tightly and talking to each other. Oh, Goody! Yes, yes, there. Gawd, I love your pussy, Goody. Uh-hmm, uh-hmm, Goody hummed into Dots cunt. That was the first time I saw Dot in her orgasm. Not while I was fucking. .. ' Frank idly observed, much too upset to do anything with her right now."Albuquerque is gone," Jake whispered. He still couldn't believe it, even with the glow in the sky that had lasted most of the night from all the fires the blast had caused. 'Albuquerque is gone in a cloud of radioactive dust, along with Beth and whoever took her... 'He knew he shouldn't have left Beth alone in the mountains after their hunting games. The first time he took her hunting, he offered to wait around for her. He and I were two of the last three candidates left for the position and I was able to win management’s trust and win the promotion. Samuel’s sneaky methods of getting the job done, although he was quite successful in his own right, did not sit well with the hiring managers. He’s been hating on me ever since and refuses to let his anger go while he always finds a way to direct it towards me. ‘Yes, Samuel. We have a different set of standards in upper management. Maybe one day you’ll understand.