Winter set in, in earnest, with a vicious storm. The snowfall was the worst in a decade, and people were imprisoned in their own homes for the duratio....Inside the big house things were not going well. Edmee was having a very bad time with survivor's guilt. For all of her life she had served the Dupuis family, and since she was a servant, she believed that her life was of lesser value than that of the family members. With the death of Madame Dupuis Edmee was second-guessing what she had done. “The only time she couldn’t heal someone was when I was shot. Even then, it was because of the massive bleeding that she knew she would not be able to control quickly enough, so she put me in suspended animation. Herself as well. Mom, Dad and my sisters got me to Ship, and she finished the healing process.”“Oh, boy. Now we have some kind of ship that heals,” Dessie said while wondering if Arlene were stretching the truth a bit.Arlene hesitated for a second, then, “Oh, well, in for a penny and. For his sake and our relationship, I decided to quit my job. My husband was making a decent living and not long after I quit, we decided to road trip for a quick get away before I got serious and focused on my career. Things were good again. Our road trip in the car lead us into deep conversations about not only our relationship (the first time he admitted he wanted to fuck my ass =) ), but previously relationships with our exes. Without getting too in detail, I described my previous. "Get your ass over here, you can't suck my cock from that far away," I inched closer. "Get the fuck between my legs bitch, that's it, put one hand on each knee if that helps. That is your fantasy, isn't it? To suck my cock?"I stammered, I hadn't come here to suck her cock. I hadn't expected to be asked such a direct question. I just wanted to be taunted, teased, "Uh, I, just...", I winced as she smacked me across the face."YES MASTER!" simple question, simple answer. "Yes master, I want to suck.