Rather devilish.”‘Devilish’, definitely, she thought to herself. Willow shifted aside in the chair, pressing her black nylon covered legs togeth...r as she leaned them askew beneath her desk. She watched her hand continue to move the pencil around on the paper, yet at the same time seemed totally unaware of what it was doing.“Anything else?” he asked with anticipation.“You’re tall, standing confidently,” she went on, getting into this much more than she should have. She closed her eyes, a pungent. You will do all the tasks and duties given to you, perfectly.5. You will be used as I want, as a toy for my Desires or to whomever I permit. You are not a human being anymore, but just a plaything for pleasure.6. Your place in my home is of a sub/ slave and a pet. In My absence my pet Jane will be in charge. You will follow her orders implicitly, unless otherwise told.7. As you wish to live and serve in this Lifestyle, you will be thoroughly trained to be the perfect slave. As part of your. By this time, four weeks later, Emma was warily accepted by the mother and loved by her delightful brood.Emma had been lucky enough to find quite a lot of very useful things in the remains of the huts that she had so painstakingly demolished. Among the treasure trove was a box of matches, a pistol and some ammunition. Nothing that she could fashion into even the most basic garment, though.The nervous girl had managed to load the gun, after a few hairy moments, during one of which the weapon had. "Is that Aunt Reggie?" Marissa asked.David felt his face redden. "Yeah." Wow. She's a babe," Marissa complimented. "I want to look like her when I'm older. You know I notice a lot of men look at her when we go out together. I bet Uncle Tony would hate to know that." Marissa was kidding but David didn't like what he was hearing."What men?" David asked curiously.Marissa looked at her aunts picture and then back at her dad. "You know ... men in general." Marissa smirked.David cleared his throat.