I grabbed her wrists and pulled her hands over her head so I could hold both with one hand. Once that was done, I used my free hand to pinch her nippl...s, giving them a good twist too.She watched me the whole time, never fighting, never saying anything. It frustrated me to think she enjoying this but without doing something I really didn't want to, I was left with few options.She raised her legs and wrapped them around me. Then she pressed herself against me. She rocked her hips, which rubbed me. " I don't have a harem." Yes you do. It doesn't have the typical architecture, but you currently have four beautiful girls who love you incredibly and follow your orders." What about Maya?" Your slave?" No. I don't want her for a slave." But she wants it." Deep down I don't think she does. She wants to be loved and this is how she allows herself to become submissive enough to be loved." An interesting theory. While I'm not sure I agree, I can't say that you're wrong though. I guess time will. "Especially for breakfast?" Oh, sorry," I said. "It's just, well , I dreamed you had boiled me a lobster."She shrugged and chuckled."You caught me!" She said. "Just let me finish slicing up a lemon and I'll serve it to you"I was absolutely sure there hadn't been a lobster pot on the stove a second before. As far as I knew, we didn't own a lobster pot. But there it was and mom pulled a platter from behind it to reveal an honest to God lobster."You're the best, mom!" I told her."Yes. Yes I am,". " He begged, making Whitney's grin grow, bordering on Cheshire."Wow, you're really just a glutton for being made fun of huh? So much so that you even want to get off with my foot." Whitney snickered, continuing her motions as she slipped a hand into Zack's hair."Now, get going again. I didn't tell you to stop, and if you disobey me again... You're gonna be in a world of hurt." As a warning, Whitney pressed hard against Zack's cock with her foot, the threat obvious.With a small 'eep' Zack did as.