"Isn't there something else you want to ask me?" he said, standing with his arms crossed and an intense look on his face. I was silent. He leaned forw...rd and asked again, louder. "Mrs. Sinha, isn't there something you want to ask me?" I was nervous now. The shift manager came up behind me, made a foul face, and asked "Is everything all right?" I stammered quickly, "yes, yes, sir." Well?" Dominick asked. The manager gave him a strange look, then looked back at me. He shook his head. "You can. Once settled I read my orders from Mistress… “I must say Slut for our first time together you really impressed me with the levels of submission I was able to take you too. To be entirely honest I thought for sure you would have wimped out, which is why I’ve decided to make you my new Slave. From now on when in my presence I will refer to you as Slut Boy which is rather fitting seeing as how much you loved getting that ass fucked and begging for me. I digress though, the next time we meet though. ”So that is how they ended up here. She pulling on a thin pink dress that showed more than it hid. She decided not to wear anything under the dress. Over it, she pulled on a thin shrug that gave her attire a thin veneer of respectability. Very thin.She looked at her almost naked body in the mirror and she had to accept that she was attractive. She was what one would call petite and pretty. When you see her, the first thing that you notice is the large boobs on her otherwise small body. Apart. But I was not about to complain when she took them off, as I had seen her do so many times before.I watched her sit on the side of her bed, her breasts so perfectly formed hiding under her black lace. She crossed her legs and sat there. I saw the flicker of light come on and I guessed it was her television. I sat in my chair just watching. For five minutes, she sat, cross-legged on the side of her bed, her tanned legs shining from being freshly shaved. Suddenly she stood up, pulled her.