'Now Ms. Sevo, do you have anything to show us that might help us change our mind?' 'Show you, what can I have to show you?' Sandy wanted this to end ...ut didn't know what she could do.'You are a very beautiful woman Ms. Sevo, very beautiful. Now, isn't there something you can show us? His eyes moved to her protruding nipples. As she start to process what was said it became crystal clear what was expected. She was in a room with two strange men and they wanted her naked. She felt her pussy. She had barely removed her finger from the door buzzer when the front door swung open and a harried looking Jeanette pulled her in."Thank god you're here, Jo. I don't know what I'm going to do. Brent's left me. He's gone and I haven't heard a word from him. He's not answering his cell phone. I don't know what to do," she cried."Calm down, Jeanette. This isn't going to solve anything. Let's try and figure out what happened and then maybe we can decide what to do," her sister said in an. All our servants had strict instructions to stay out of sight within our private quarters at all times unless called upon. So the whole mansion was empty except for Malika and me. She had worn a totally transparent sky blue chiffon saree and a blouse of same color but semi-transparent. Yet her white satin bra over the boobs was evidently visible. Usually when she wore such appealing clothes she would go out (you know where obviously). Immediately obstructed her path when she was about to step. That slave was put in dungeon service at first. But I was curious about him and one night had him audition to be one of my personal slaves. And he gave me pleasures born of his love for me. It was exquisite, very special. I too struggled with feelings of weakness but got control. The key is that you must not love but rather enjoy being loved. The slave must do all the giving and you all the taking. Be utterly selfish and assert your dominant will. I know yours is stronger than most." Well, I.