” She is wearing a robe so I’m assuming she got out of the shower. “Martina is upstairs,” she says as I see Martina walk down the stairs.“Lu...ch,” I ask Martina as she smiles, grabs my hand and leads me outside. “Your mother scares the crap out of me.”Martina giggles as she gets on the back of my bike. She wants you,” Martina Jokes as I kick start my motorcycle before she can say another smart ass remark.I take her to a burger bar and we sit down and order.While we are waiting for our food, I. "Not with her jealousy." Then after thinking a minute, "Okay, if this ... process — whatever it is — has changed me so that I've started spewing pheromones, then why aren't your wives wanting to sit in my lap, as you put it?" That's a good point. Happens that those pheromones don't affect another Alpha's women — at least not much. But you have to be damned careful with women in enclosed places whether they're married or not — unless they belong to an Alpha. Some are affected more than others,. .. ?"She cut off my words with a hiss."I own you, now, my piss drinker to be. That's not your orgasm coming on, it's mine! It belongs to me. I'll lend them to you to have when I feel you've earned them".I stood there wobbling on my feet, trying to catch my breath, tears coursing down my cheeks."Do you understand me, slut-cunt?"My head was spinning, but I knew the answer."Yes, Allie", I whispered hoarsely."Good. Then we can proceed."Humbled, I awaited her next command."Lose the bra."I unhooked. I opened the door.“Yes”, I spoke politely. “How may I help you?” “Hi”, said one guy, “I am Aman and these are my friends, Rahul, Jay, Sumit, Sanjay, Rajeev, Hemant, and Amit. We are traveling to the city but our bus broke down. The driver has gone to find a mechanic. But it was getting suffocating inside the bus. If you don’t mind, could we wait on your lawn?”.“Ok”, I said politely.“And one more request. Could you please give us water to drink. We are very thirsty”, Aman requested.“Sure”, I.