"No, you stuck up cunt. I came her to fuck your pussy until I cum because that's all you're good for."I watched the shock well in her eyes before I fo...ced her onto the bed. She was getting what she wanted, she told me how she likes to be treated before, but it was going to be on my terms. She was short but the slut had some tits on her. Holding her mouth I grabbed at her milky white tits and slapped them around till I watched the shock turn to lust and desire when I switched gears again by. She was owned once again. Her heart soared. All this talk of Masters and sluts and serving had brought up the wonderful memories of when she was owned before. The joyous, delightful times she'd had with Jim – kneeling before him, serving him, being his girl. So many good times and yet such a very short time together. Now she was facing his son, a Master in the making, and she wanted once again to be owned, owned by him and learning to serve him even as he learned to control himself and lead. She asked what he was curious about. Hmmm, how should I ask this? "Are you umm curious as to whether or not I think you are” and he put up his fingers to indicate the words “kind of fat? Well you know that you aren’t Amanda.” She thought she was pudgy, but fat, fat? No she never thought of herself that way. In truth she was, in his opinion, a quite sexy looking young woman. With her boobs and curves which cut through her body all over, she had an ass and hips which he’d soon find out he loved.. She didalmost instantly notice the new smaller me but seemed to accept myexplanation. After all Rome or a Blair girl wasn't built in a day! Wedid talk some about it and I again explained no one knew how much if anyI would develop because of my age. I did reassure her they had all toldme because of my genes they were all comfortable I would develop somebut to only maybe a healthy B or possibly a modest C at most. I did alsotell her should I not develop much or end up lopsided there weresurgical.