” I saw her squeeze Laura’s hand as she looked at her, “I do trust you Laura, but a lot of that is built on my trust for Tommy.”“That’s an...ther thing,” I said, “You are both submissive at times. Not all the time, like you, Laura can hold her own in her job. What I don’t know is how often you want or need to submit in other areas of your life.” I looked at Kazumi but said no more.“I can survive without submitting,” she giggled. “You saw today, it can take me places, very quickly.”“Hmmm, let me. ." I said, helping her to lie back on the bed.Trying to keep my touches to a minimum and as gentle as possible, I knelt above her recumbent body and lightly kissed the side of Amanda's neck, drawing a gasp at the unexpectedness of it. Using only lips, teeth and tongue, I nipped at her ear, then worked my way down the soft curve of her neck, interspersing light kisses and tongue caresses with occasional light nibbles. Working slowly, and listening for her reactions, I moved down the curve of her. "She moans out softly."Yes Sir, I want to be your willing little cock slut."The words came out before she realized what she just said. And strangely she wasn't surprised. This attractive man was starting to turn her on.Micheal reaches out and traces the swell of her breasts with his fingers after he rises from securing her ankles to the wall. He looks directly into her blue eyes."I will make you my cock whore, and you will learn to worship like a good little cock slut." Then a pregnant. I left the choice of colours to Eve, and she spent some time with the decorator deciding her colour scheme. She paid particular attention to the bedroom that would be ours. My dad had rather old-fashioned ideas about decoration, and the place was a museum piece dedicated to the nineteen forties. When the decorator had finished the house had metamorphosed into the year two thousand and eight. It seemed bigger, light colours predominated, the kitchen gutted and re-fitted with modern appliances.