Betty had stayed with me talking and getting tools as needed. As I was struggling to reach the plug my knees were bent with my feet flat on the floor....I glanced up at Betty and she was staring between my legs. I finally realized that the leg opening of my shorts was probably gapping and she was trying to get a better look. I knew that as my cock was soft and the shorts were not high on my leg she probably couldn’t see much if anything. But she now knew for sure that I wasn't wearing underwear!. Hot . . . sweet . . . mother's milk . . . I gulped and swallowed as much as I could. I had never tasted anything like this. It's not like milk in a store. It's thinner, but better. And the fact that it was coming from my sister's large tit just made it all better.I switched to her other tit and sucked even harder. A milk explosion, in my mouth. God it is so good. Somewhere in my brain, a little voice was saying "Hello! You've got a girlfriend! Remember?" But it was a very quiet voice and my. I stood from the table and went to a closet where I found what I needed.I returned to the girl and slipped a pair of headphones over her ears.I gently pulled her hands behind her and bound them to the chair as well.I started the tape in the player and watched her reaction.It was a woman's voice speaking. "Slave belongs to her Master, slave is nothing without Master, slave exists only for Master's pleasure. Toserve Master is a slave's purpose, to please him and make him happy..."I had a. "A butler. You need a Jeeves. You really should have a real English butler." What would such a personage actually do? I already have a Chief Eunuch, a Major Domo, valets and bath girls, and more advisors than I can count. As I recall the stories, Jeeves' primary function was to advise Bertie Wooster on all manner of things." He would be an adornment to the dignity of the Golden Palace, and he could have charge of the wine cellar," the boy answered with all the gravity he could muster, "My.