Deciding to be nice, I began clearing the wax from her body, “I think we can talk now about your new role in the house now, don’t you think?” I ...ook into her eyes, waiting for a response, “Y-yes, just please some water. I’m exhausted.” I glance at the tap in the corner “How about I let you get a drink.” I say, undoing a restraint, “But only if you accept what you are now.”“Yes, Mistress.” She says weakly. “What’s that? I couldn’t hear you.”“Please Mistress! Please let your slave have a drink.”. Then he rubbed the crotch of her bikini. Joe pulled Jeannie’s bikini down over her thighs, and again she moved her legs to quickly free herself from it’s confines without stopping the work her mouth was doing. Once it was off and she stayed on her feet, bending over into Dave’s crotch to suck him, her legs spread. She was more exposed this way than she could be in any other position. Joe knelt behind her, his mouth nearly against her sex. ‘Wow, this is one hot wet pussy,’ he said, his words. Standing in front of The Rat, sitting on his ripped stained chair, he exhales directly into his face and proclaims"I'm surprised she let you use her in that way" She didn't really let me, she needed a little persuasion and, let's say, an altered state of mind" Oh yeah, I heard that you liked to use some techniques. Something like this I believe"Planting a foot square in the middle of rats' chest, pinning him to the chair, he pushes the red-hot cigarette into the Rat's neck. The smell of singed. "I'm not sure you qualify as a normal person," she joked. "But our life isn't going to like this forever. We're coming off the road at the end of the tour. It hasn't been released yet, but Carrie is getting married in December." Your manager?" I asked. I had seen them in the greenroom after the show and they seemed to have more than a working relationship."Astute observation," Kellie mused. "You picked that up quickly. They are always professional at the venues. What did you see?" Nothing.