You can take your pick of which term to use, I don't care, titles mean little, and the titles others use mean even less. What matters in life is bein... obeyed. Unquestioning, unflinching obedience is what makes me happy. So here I stand in front of the door, and from the sounds inside I know that my slaves are not doing as they are supposed to. I can hear them making noise, and I should hear nothing. It would seem that after our last little "episode", the punishments were not harsh enough.. We started the planning stage in August to start the project on Earth Day the following April. We worked with a myriad of people as the planning played through. The first person we worked with at the county office was Damia. Damia was a nice enough looking lady, about 5’6′ with a slight build. She was not skinny, but less than the average build. She had dark skin and hair that flowed to about her shoulder blades []with a nice figure, not at all unpleasant to look at. From the looks of her I. His father was leading a retired life. Since I was very close to him I also became very close with their family. I was considered as one among them. I could just walk into their house since they never kept their door closed.My friend got married to a very beautiful girl and she had a sister who was also very beautiful, she was at that time studying in 10th. My relation with his wife became very close; though I usually used to fantasize about having sex with her I never approached her or talked. She has that dazed look on her face again. I'm a little worried because she hasn't said a word since we left the farm. Granted there was a cock in her mouth all the way back to town. But I can't help being more than a little concerned about her mental status.I gathered some candles and put on some soft music. I don't want this to look too much like a seduction. But I'm worried about her sanity and I figured we could both use a relaxing bath. I finally joined her in the tub. There's easily room.