“Scream, or they’ll come looking.” he looked at her curiously.“If you scream I wont have to hurt you.” she muttered, lying and resting her h...ad on his chest. He closed his eyes and tried his best to start screaming, occasionally throwing in an expletive and a vow to never break or leave the light. After an hour he was sweaty, and exhausted. Every now and then she had gotten him to say her name, and each time he tried to say it as though he loved her, shoving his own loathing down into his. I'd gone to the slave quarters above the garage, just because I wanted to be alone. Lilah was helping Mercy in the kitchen while Tom Henry worked outside, weeding between the bricks in the walkways around the house. Mr. Reiser had a gardening service, but those weeds grew faster than anything else it seemed.I'd felt bad about Delilah and her being sterilized, only grudgingly accepting the fact that it wasn't up to her if she ever had a baby or not. It had been her Master's decision and he'd. It was just then I realized she was no longer wearing a bra either.As I leaned down kissing her nipples shelher ass a little spank. With that she screamed "fuck yes, oh god yes, yes, YES!" and I felt her velvety cunt spasm around my cock as she came for the third time.Still sitting on the couch, her legs around me I kissed her. Our tongue danced together. I slipped my shirt over my head, pulling her close, feeling her smooth naked body against mine. She wrapped her legs and arms tightly around. I was the oldest so my bedroom was segregated to the opposite end of the home than in the main bedroom areas. It was a fairly early evening, maybe 10 o’clock when I returned home. All of the rest of the family would be out for a late evening, so my return was totally unexpected. I entered the house on my end and went to my bedroom. Empting my pockets, you know the keys, wallet and such, was my typical routine. I entered the main area of the kitchen and noticed that all the lights were off. No.