The spike of pain passed, and Colette stood back up again. She had been angry with Lavina before, but a white-hot hatred burned behind her eyes now. S...e can't say things like that about Tharsas — that evil bitch, Colette thought. Her teeth clenched tight, her body trembling, Colette stared hard at her sister's retreating back — about to chase her down, and tear her eyes out.A voice arose from the sitting room, "Are you coming to the party at Lord Randall's this evening?"Colette started and. With my collar in place He took me into the breakfast room. Before i continue, you should know that i designed the interior of our home with my service to my Master in mind. There are various devices for my training and discipline throughout O/our home that serve as other things as well. In the breakfast room there is a fern that hangs from a chain and a hook in front of the bay window. JaredMaster retrieved the tiny stool (that His 5'2" slave must have to reach the top shelves of the cabinets). I reached into mine with one hand and started to play with myself to make her jealous. With my other hand I pinched one of her nipples as hard as I could and pulled."MMMmmph" Hush!" I slapped one of her small tits and watched it dance.I continued playing with myself, then stood up and took off my panties."Why am I doing all the work? You're the slave! Get on the floor." I pulled her off the couch and before she even knew what was happening, I was grinding my pussy on her face. I could feel my. "After all, the man was raising your daughter. Are you aware of his business activities?" Acutely," I replied. "Are you aware that his ex-wife is known less-than-affectionately as Violent Violet? Amelia, dear, would you go up to your mother, please?"She complied after tightening her arms in another hug."Officer, how long have you worked here?" I asked him.The man pondered the question before answering."Three years," he said. "I fail to see the relevance in my tenure at the police department.".