“Volleyball and track,” Mary said. “I used to play the flute but I hated it so my mom let me quit. Do you all work?”“I’m a professor of ch...mistry at UofC,” Kara said. “Jessica is a doctor. She’s a surgical Resident at the hospital at UofC. Steve runs his own computer company and Elyse works for him. Bethany is a doctor at the hospital as well, but in psychology. And Abbie is our full-time nanny.”“Wow!” Ellie said. “My mom stays home like Mary’s mom. Most of our friends are like that, too.”“My. Without such protections someone could have just taken her hand and led her back into her previous situation.In fact, I only found out recently that in the first days of her new freedom she'd worn gloves as well, before she accepted the idea being owned by The House itself. The protection of this ownership was that she could no longer be kidnapped simply by someone taking her hand and leading her away.It was her declaration of, "I'll be a slave no more, no matter how nice the cage," that we all. I struggled for a moment, but quickly saw the utter hopelessness of any resistance at all. ‘Bedroom,’ he croaked. Terrified, I pointed down the hall, and he carried me in that direction. He flipped on the light, set me down in the middle of the small room and looked around. I looked around, too. I couldn’t make it past him to the hall. The window? Not a chance. I might make the bathroom, but could I get the door closed in time? And what then? He would be able to break in easily. He turned to. I spent a good period of time squeezing, kneading and massage Sheri’s breasts.I finally ceased my heavy duty breast massage and came around faced Sheri.“Open your eyes Sheri,” I said.I looked deeply into her lustful gaze and said, “Sheri, I am going to give me the opportunity to tell me exactly what you want me to do with your tits next. This is not an opportunity I offer to anyone.”Sheri responded, “I need your mouth on my tits and my nipples, I need you to suck my nipples.”“Very well then, I.