And to the Top who shall replace me, as You will see in the will that I have written down, which Top is chosen for the family will inherit most of the...estate. Oh, I've left plenty for the Bottoms to live on, especially if they turn out to no longer wish to be Bottoms, but most of it I have left for You. I trust that they will choose wisely and that they will pick a strong, but caring, gentle, but firm Dom or Domme, Master or Mistress, to rule.It doesn't matter if You are black, white,. Normally, he would have stopped and checked on them to make sure things were tight, but he had audits to get done and payrolls to settle. Of course, though he didn't just stop to check on the girls. There was one woman, in general, he wanted to see. Her name was Deajah. She had been working with him since she was twenty-two and had quickly become a customer favorite. He had watched as she had handled herself when a group of college kids had tried to take advantage of her back over two years. Jamie was married to Michelle with a baby well on the way and Becky was in her second year at Uni. My role as mother wasn’t so necessary anymore. Of course it had been a very long time since they use to limp to me with a graze on their knee that I could magically kiss better, or helping with homework, or watching Jamie confidently knock up fifty plus on the cricket field. And now Becky’s riding gear, the most recent and tangible link with her childhood had finally been stowed away in the loft.. "Mmm, Black-Sama, so hot and fertile. Your seed is so strong, Black-Sama, so virile." She said in an almost broken, pleasure filled voice as she began playing with the seed in her mouth, rolling it around in her mouth as she savored her prize and swallowed it obediently.He had to wonder how thorough her own brainwashing had been at the hands of his father had been to make such a strong women nothing but a putty slut in his hands. She suddenly took him up and threw her master onto his bed,.