" She moaned loudly as I pulled her close and pressed my thumb hard against her clit.I let her keep riding my fingers until her whimpers turned to moa...ing, "Please." I watched as her breast heaved from her short gasping breath for a few more moments before I pulled my fingers out and pulled her tight to me. "Please make me cum, sir. I need it." She moaned as one of her own hands slid between her legs and pressed against her pussy as if it would give her some relief."No, not yet kitten. I'll let. "How long will . . .?" she began but trailed out as her voice failed. He had already said "a week or two . . ." to the woman on the street, but Becca knew that was for her initial adjustment to her new life. That thought summed it up: 'new life.' The contract had not mentioned any time limit, but only spoke in absolute terms of how she was to be under his control."Master, do I please you so far?" She finally asked softly, in need of some sort of reassurance from James that she was doing. I was soon washed, dressed, and downstairs, where I met an older lady who claimed to be Dewey's "Almost" mother. She poured me a cup of great tasting coffee and began to tell me stories of Dewey in years past.Sheila came down, gave me a warmer kiss than could be expected, and said into my ear, "Sheena says you are very cuddly and that you make a nice fit." My face became crimson, which made Sheila giggle.As she picked up her coffee cup, kids began coming from the stairs and the door. Soon, all. She was really working him over for a few minutes and I’m surprised the guy didn’t cum right then. This went on for a few minutes until they stopped and the guy got out a pipe and a lighter and lit it. From where I was outside the minivan I couldn’t tell what was being smoked and I tried really hard not to go over there and bang on the glass to stop it. I was just in disbelief as I watched Sarah come up from the guys lap and take a big drag from the pipe. “It’s only pot, it’s only pot” I told.