My hand goes and touches the nipple on her right breast. I gently pull on it. Boy, Rachel's breasts need to be kissed. To be kissed by me. My cock is ...ripping precum, the tip is all slippery. I fantasize that Rachel is touching it. As she strokes it, it gets harder. She smiles and grips it harder, teasing the tip, spreading the precum all over the tip. Rachel do not stop. I reach down beween Rachel's legs. She spreads them apart and I rub between them. I feel her moist wet pussy, wanting me. I. You are not to leave the kitchen without permission. I don't want you distracting any of my guests. You are here to work, this is not playtime!" she declared."Yes ma'am." I replied.With that, I followed her up the stairs to the kitchen. There I was told of all my duties, from arranging the trays of prepared food to scrubbing a truckload of pots, pans and dishes. The floor and stove were an absolute mess. They too would need my attention.Mistress left me alone, and I started my cleaning. I have. The first time with Greg had been very painful. She had expected that, but it had never stopped being uncomfortable having him enter her; it wouldn't be a sharp pain, but still unpleasant. And George was so much bigger!To her amazement, there was no pain and no discomfort. Sure, she was tight and she really felt she was being filled by George, but it was a wonderful feeling. Her body was so ready for him. Before she knew it he had bottomed out in her, their pubic bones meshing and stimulating. Second, the girl was already nearly dead from the multiple beatings she had received. Right now she's in the medical bay and will be there for..."Ed saved me. "She's going to require a full day in the pods, although we are going to do it in four hour sections. Right now the goal is to stabilize her and make her a bit more comfortable. Honestly, without the medical treatment, it's likely she would have died within the next three days, she had lots of internal bleeding and injuries."I could see.