The personal slaves with the fancier collars, cuffs, harnesses, and different brands appeared to be at the top of the slave ladder, as he noticed that...the other house slaves walked around them and made way for the men. They seemed to respect the personal slaves, though Drake thought that any man who directly served the dragon deserved the utmost respect. The house slaves were on the next level. They scampered around the room cooking, cleaning, and hollering orders at each other. They laughed. There is no way I am going to allow my husband of twenty years to leave me, at least not without a good fight,'' she said.''You can't keep here, you can't make me stay in a marriage that is no longer working for me. Look, Pam, I don't want this to get ugly between us. We have had too many good years to let it end with us hating each other. I will always love you, my god Pam you were the first girl that I slept with, and you have given me a beautiful daughter that is my whole world, I can't. I couldn’t really believe it. She was so beautiful in the past, both inside and out. I was sure that, although older now, she was still stunning. How could she not be?The COVID 19 pandemic was just over and I could now travel. With Fiona's consent, I got in my car and drove to her. It was a long trip, but the person on the other end made the drive more than worth it.I got there a few days later. We embraced and spoke of my trip. I then had a shower because, quite simply, the several days. She ran a hand gently over what must have been a red patch on my cheeks, then a few more slaps with the paddle. I was squirming a little now, the heat radiating out from my buttocks accompanied by a warm, moist feeling in my pussy. She ran a finger down the cleft of my arse, between my thighs and along the length of my pussy. ‘Mmmm, nice and moist, someone is enjoying her punishment.’ she said as she slid her fingers into me. She withdrew and I heard her sucking at her fingers. Her hand.