At the expense of her own freedom and the possiblity that she may never find her way home again, she surrendered herself and agreed to become the Witc...'s sex slave."Okay, Mistress Mombi, okay... I will surrender to you. Just please let my friends go free, and I will be your sex slave," Dorothy said, hanging her head and sobbing quietly.Mistress Mombi, as Dorothy was instructed to call her now, smiled and stepped closer to the defeated Dorothy. She pulled the young girl into a strong embrace,. ”“How do you want to fit into the picture?” I asked.“I don’t know,” she sighed.“Oh.” I didn’t know what to say.She stood up. She looked at me.“Take your shirt off,” she said.“What?”“Take it off.”“Gloria...”“Bob, I’ve been arguing with my daughters all day. I’m tired. I don’t want to argue with you. Please just do as I ask.”I took my shirt off. I wondered if what I was feeling was similar to what a condemned man feels when they come to his cell and tell him, “It’s time.”I took so long getting it. ”Claudette said, “Eric handled himself quite well. He didn’t let any questions fluster him. His first interview in this city was by my father who was trying grilled boyfriend. Dad found Eric could handle questions well also even then and under those circumstances.” She smiled.I later found that one of the silent ones was her principal. I asked Claudette later if she heard any complaints. She told me that she had heard nothing but that Missus Ridgeway, the principal, was known for handling. "All I want is you," he said as he flipped her around pinning her hands above her head with one hand while he removed her bra with the other for better access. He finally laid eyes on those luscious tits and they were better than he could have hoped. He leaned in taking on nipple in his mouth and sucking one it while he swirled his tongue around it. At this her body betrayed her and she let out a soft moan. He smiled and bit softly on her engorged bud causing her to cut the moan short in a.