It felt good.As I lie back in the tub, my body turning a light shade of red from the heat of the water, I closed my eyes and thought about everything ... had done. I alternated between fighting back tears, and becoming aroused. Arousal eventually won that war.I got out of the tub and sat at my vanity, doing my hair and makeup. As I was blow drying my hair, I realized how close I came to losing everything last night. If those cops hadn't been corrupt, I'd probably still be in jail right now.And if. We kept kissing with more and more passion. Tracy grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom. Once we entered her bedroom, she pushed me down onto the bed and started to take off my shirt. I really wanted to pinch myself as I could not believe my fantasy was coming true. Tracy took off all of my clothes and commented how smooth I felt. She suddenly stopped and went into the bathroom. She returned with my slave Leia costume and heels. I was now on edge as I know for a fact they were not left at. Until they weren’t. They had seen their food decline in quality, they had seen one of their number decapitated for an imagined slight on a visiting dignitary. The governor had picked the wrong time to have a rebellion in the locality. As he stood in front of his phalanx of body guards, facing off the crowd of armed locals, a sword point came out of his front, followed by much blood. He stood, surprised apparently, and then his head bounced from his shoulders.The slaves were revolting! They all. " Oh, Mr. Hank," she moaned.I finally got it out of her. It was one of their Daddy's laws that they were forbidden from plugging hair dryers into the socket beside the sink. She had, having a shower and home alone and forgetting, and it sounded like she'd tripped a breaker.I said it sounded easy, and I'd be happy to help. Ellen was ecstatic, clapping her hands and jumping up and down. Parts of her wobbled like jello.I felt like a total pervert, enjoying her movements, taking in the show as I.