The arguments stopped, at least I couldnt hear any. She started work before I was due home from work and finished, when I was in bed. Dad was getting ...vertime and would come home until dark. So with my brother out of the picture, they asked my Uncle (Steve) to look after me. Up until then, I rarely saw my Uncle, and now I was seeing him after school each day. He would stay and have Tea with Dad, then leave for his home. Things seemed to settle down for the next few months. Steve would watch. I make love to you, I don't hurt you anymore. I have ten girls already and all of them have come to love me, even though I would brutally rape them when they were under selection. Kneel down."I knelt before him and opened my mouth. "Good," he said. "You know your place. Survive selection and your place will be as a Queen. These are the hard years but trust me if you survive them paradise awaits. Fail and it is hell. Trust me, I have visited a work farm. The machine never stops."He pushed his. It didn’t matter what it was that I was drinking or sometimes eating. Once the bottle was cleared of its label, I headed back into the living room and sat down on the couch, crossing my feet and placing them up on the coffee table. I grabbed the remote that was laying in the middle of the couch and turned the television on. I must have spent a good half hour flipping through channels to find something to watch. I knew I had things on my DVR and that is what I wanted to watch, but I also got. You look truly stunning like this, showcasing your body in a bikini, but you look so elegant in formal wear...”She leaned back so her head was resting on his shoulder as she looked up at him. “I love both too, but there’s something special about looking demure and immaculately groomed, then kneeling down for you so you can feed me your cum...”“Have I told you how much I love you today?” he asked, leaning over to kiss her.“You didn’t need to,” Calara murmured, with a breathy sigh. “I feel it.