Her innocent curiousity and eagerness to please me. Her mouth so small but still able to slurp down my cock like a pro. All these thoughts now has me...harder than a steel pipe again. Then that familiar squeek of the front door lock snappin open and the whishing sound of the door opening. It was Amy arriving home after her night shift. It was 7 am , and I am usually awake to kiss her hello in the morning..at least before i go back to sleep. But this morning i was soo horny..I needed to fuck. Amy. I used my usual charm and wit, “Lady Charringfold what a delight!” I simpered, “How kind of you to drag yourself away from your gardeners potting shed and indeed his prong and grace us with your presence.”“I thought you should meet my daughter Sabrina,” she said ignoring my barbs.“Ah, bit flat chested for me,” I admitted, “And plain, like the Mona Lisa with the beak of a Toucan.”“Oh Lord Mannington what a whit you are,” she laughed while supressing the urge to strike me down.“Oh well Sabrina,. As stated above, this also includes all money and material and possessions you own. You will be giving everything you own to me. Nothing will be yours ever again, not even your body.3. You will be accustomed to wear whatever I deem fit for you, and with that you will never question it.4. While under my roof, you will serve me as a maid. 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. She closed her eyes and sighed. I heard her breath becoming faster.“Do you like it?” I asked in a whisper. I wasn’t expecting an answer, but her moan was enough. I lightly pinched her nipple and she winced but didn’t open her eyes. I felt her legs getting weak, so I said, “Hold on the railing.” We were out of control and, for once, I didn’t want to have any control. I wanted her to live in the moment and let it be. The knuckles of her hands on the railing were white for fear of falling on the.