“What do you want?” I managed to gasp. My cheek burned from the slap and I could feel it sting where his ring had broken the skin.He leaned close,...his spit hitting my face. “What do I want? What do I want? I want some respect you asshole. Nobody comes into my house and embarrasses me like that.”I was totally helpless and afraid of getting a beating, so I said, “I’m sorry Tony.”“You’re sorry? I’ll tell you what, you’re a sorry sack of shit.”“I said I’m sorry; what else do you want?”“What else do. ..and settle down with you, not be lady of the manor immediately,“...“Oh I can do it, you have seen that in this last few months but in my own little way I want to be controlled, to be your plaything , to be used and in the worse ways possible.” Devon reappeared and explained that nanny was waiting for her ladyship to kiss Willoby goodnight, so her ladyship excused herself and went as bid leaving me to ponder over my coffee. She returned, her duty done, telling Devon as she passed his. What would your aunt think?"The stickup man glared at her old face, his pistol raised, but notaimed. "Damn you!" Settle down, gentlemen," the guard interjected. "No reason to bemad. Ye'r about to get rich. He climbed down to the natural pavementand went to the rear-end boot. It looked to be strongly reinforcedfor carrying heavy gold shipments. The company man inserted the keyand turned it, unlatching the boot's protective plates. Once theywere pushed aside, all could see the coveted. Not only is that bad for business, by now their new owners will have started to train them they way they want them to be and their new owners don't want to be disturbed while they are. I know I didn't when I got a taste of them all, and I have to say of all of them that silver haired one was the best and sure was feisty."But you know, in no time I soon had her moaning under me like a bitch in heat just like those other two we brought in with her. And after the first time she couldn't wait, no.