Enith wore an off white, over the shoulder silk blouse and a short, dark blue leather skirt. A pair of white pumps completed the ensemble. Her blouse ...ontrasted nicely with her soft olive skin that glowed with the freshness of youth. She stood there uncertainly, looking at the ground, not sure what she should say or do. Internally, her stomach was in knots. Her heart was palpating crazily with anxiety.Enith's father turned to his wife. Tears pooled up in her eyes and she turned away. She had. I loosened my robe and was naked in the hall.Jean and Karissa kept working. Jean's feet were both on the floor. Karissa had already gotten to work. She let her robe fall to the floor. It was a hasty move. Jake must have felt it, but he did nothing. Feigning ignorance, as they always do.I brought my hand to my pussy. I was wet.Karissa leaned in to whisper in Jake's ear. This was it. She reached a hand under him and he shifted his weight to allow her access to his penis. He rolled over and she. Just as casually she drew a long, thin black rod from beside her chair and casually slashed it down on one of her slaves, this one a tanned girl. ?I told you to remain on your knees, slave. Disobey me again and I will give you to one of my pets.?The slave trembled and resumed her kneeling, though it clearly pained her. Lia wondered how long the human had been forced to kneel in that position, chained and naked at the whim of a woman who could casually torture her to death without a flicker of. I saw an ad for Wigmaker wigs in one of Mom’s magazines. Since I got home from school before Mom got home from work, I could intercept the mail. I took a chance and sent away for their free catalog. It came within two weeks. It was a line-drawing, black and white catalog, but the pictures were nice. Most of the “models” looked a bit aloof and haughty (meaning femdom to me, though I didn’t know the term at the time.) I honestly don’t know the model of the one that caught my eye, but it seemed to.