Even his mates from school who called round all agreed about that.He wondered briefly what she did for sex. After all, she was still young, very hot, ...nd since Dad had gone five years earlier, she had no regular supply of sex, so what did she do? He had sometimes heard buzzing coming from her room and had assumed she was shaving her legs or whatever, but now he started thinking about vibrators rather than shavers.He felt the stirring between his legs and squashed the thoughts before an erection. ’ Now the ‘scared-kid’ look in her eyes is replaced by the look of an angry woman. Back in the here and now, she looks over at me, to see how I react to this. And although it happened a long time ago, I can see that it left a mark on her. I cross over to her, shaking my head in disbelief. ‘God, what an asshole,’ I say. Not a brilliant comment, but she nods. I kneel in front of her chair, place my head on her chest, and wrap her up in my arms for a while. It just seems like the thing to do. . A voice from behind her said, "Well it's good to have a chance to put something into practice. This is really helping me, Erica."In spite of his gag and the fact that he knew better than to speak in the presence of a Mistress, George's reaction to the new arrival in the room was an almost audible grunt as he recognised her distinctive voice. He knew that the voice of the woman clad in black, and looking every inch the confident dominatrix, belonged to Allison Callow.George was amazed at the. U will do EVERYTHING we tell u 2 do without question, is that understood?Yes I understand............Master, the word rolled off her tongue. This girl had just realised that she actually wanted 2 b controlled and she was getting hotter and hotter at the thought of being a slave!Lets go upstairs I said 2 my 2 slaves (My wife had control of our slut, but I had control of them both)My wife stood up as we headed for the door while I grabbed a handful of blonde hair belonging 2 our slut and told her.