He and Mom rattled around in it. She said the extra rooms had been for the expected large family, but that outcome seemed unlikely now. Certainly, she...didn't seem like she was trying to go in that direction with a new man. Not with Grandma now living here.Movement.He sent his eyes over without moving his head. Something was...Gone. He blinked. Eyes. He had seen eyes. Peering out of the trees. A deer, maybe? There were lots of deer in the woods. No. A deer would have either just come out, or. If she fails to move faster and harder at the right moment-she gets a zap on a nipple or clit. This also pleases the owner-which is the focus of all of the slave's thoughts, and deeds. The slave has no words, except upon and order pr invitation to speak. Silent and obedient, thinking only of how better to serve the Owner, and if the Owner is not present how better to serve everyone else. The slave is the lowest order. Naked at ALL times. Sold to a country in which keeping naked slaves is not. “What are you?” they ask. “I’m a….I’m a….I’m a slut!” I scream as I cum for the third time. I lay there for a few minutes collecting my thoughts and letting the rain wash over me. My mind races over the past thirty minutes and how much I enjoyed it. I roll onto my side and face the drive-way. My heart sinks when I see the car in the drive. Standing outside the car, under an umbrella, are my friends Lucy, Amanda, and Kimmy. They are all watching my every move and though I don’t know how long. I switched on the light then opened the large closetdoors. I saw Ted's slacks and suits and shirts on one side and theother? It was neatly filled with rows of dresses, skirts, blouses andnight gowns! High heeled shoes sat in two neat rows at the bottom ofthe carpeted closet while the shelves were filled with hosiery boxes,purses, makeup kits and other various woman's items. I then moved tothe dresser and discovered one whole side contained Ted's things. Theother side was apparently mine. .