‘I see, boss,’ said as her bright blue eyes flashed with intensity, ‘you need me on the ground to enter the palace, to erase the data on the sat...llite and get the hell out of there. I assume we will be using as little violence as possible. How are you going to get me into the palace?’ ‘We finagled an invitation for you to her annual Goddess and Slave Ball. You’ll be working with Sullivan on this case.’ replied the portly man on the other side of the desk. ‘What, boss?’ Doesn’t it make sense for. “You tempting little bitch.”I whimper and push my ass back even further. “Yes,” I sigh. The moistened bulb bumps into my fingertips, flowing gently over them, smearing them with pre-cum. I don’t open my eyes and I don’t stop my sway. I’m afraid he will step back. I am so close to feeling him again.I slide my fingers away and feel his cock press against my button; causing a shiver to run along my skin. He pushes it between my lips and gently rocks his hips. I feel it gliding up to my bottom and. "My mother smiled, "You're a very sweet man. Thank you." Enjoy the drink, both of you. The fruit is special. Drink little by little. It works slowly. Very good for fertility."My mother and I were both taken aback when he mentioned 'fertility.' I wanted to laugh, while my mother looked mortified. After leaving a big tip for the man, we headed towards the cruise ship which was set to depart shortly.An hour later. The ship left the port and many of the passengers stood outside to have a final look. "Sucks to be you, I guess." Oh, shut-up!" She stuck out her tongue at me. "I'm gonna get tits pretty soon anyway, my Mistress said so. Big ones too, bigger than yours." You are not," I laughed, putting on a little eyeliner. "They won't do it until you're sixteen." How do you know?" she asked."How do I know?" I put my pencil down. "Duh! Why do you think I had to wait?" Cause you weren't even a slave. Duh!" Wren mimicked me. "Mistress can do whatever she wants with me." She can't do that," I.