?My brother, Mistress.? He saw her eyes flash and realised his mistake. Her foot connected hard with his chin, knocking him backwards before he could ...orrect himself. Lights exploding behind his eyes, he cried, ?Your slave, Mistress. Forgive me, he’s your slave.?Mistress pointed to the ground before her and Jatin crawled back to his position.?And who are you???Your slave, Mistress.??The liar is no longer my senior slave. He’s a dog in this house. There is no one below him. And he needs to learn. When she got tothe kitchen and opened the box, she discovered it was filled withgrilled chicken, cut into little bite-sized chunks.In the living room, Dominica checked her phone messages and e-mail,while in the kitchen Daniella ate and drank from her bowls, kneeling onthe floor. Such a happy, naked, slutty slave.A cat indeed. Dominica's pet pussy.* * * * * *Daniella finished her dinner. By now her mind had totally shut down.She was a cat. She. A couple times his arm brushed against my tit as he shifted. I then told him I would take him to my secret place. Once we arrived there he asked why it was my secret place and I told him it was where I got fucked by my boyfriend back in high school. I then touched his leg and asked him if he wanted to kiss me. He pulled me to him and kissed me as a man would kiss a woman. I kissed him back and pressed tight to him as he ran his hands over my back. As we kissed a long time I took his hand and. At the club we danced and drank for what seemed like hours. All the while I couldn’t get the blow-job I had in the morning out of my head. I just couldn’t wait to get back home and finish what Alice and I started before Anna and Tommy got here. We got home a little after midnight and Anna and Alice were giggling and whispering to each other. Tommy and I when in the kitchen and got a beer then sat down on the couch. Anna turned on the stereo to some hip-hop song and was dancing really dirty,.