I tended my yard work adjacent to the neighbors driveway and garage where the staging took place. The boxes were set out according to room labels on ...he box. I saw the leader of the moving company going over the inventory with the petite, latently hot wife. The husband seemed intimidated by the men and wouldn't keep solid eye-contact with any of those men longer than a second. He wouldn't notice how they laughed as he turned away from them immediately when asked a question. They began to taunt. ..I just said "Fuck me please Lacey!" he chuckled and began to do just that he fucked me real good I was moaning and begging for more before he finally came inside me and on my ass then he turned me over and kissed my lips slipping me some tongue too I let him do it and kissed him back as well he said to me "Now your Lacey's girl!" He was right I was!He took me whenever he wanted that summer and I let him do whatever he wanted to he also gave me what I wanted whenever I needed it too all I had. ?Will I live in the slave quarters?? I asked. I knew the Arnesons had two other slaves – Maria the housemaid, and Charles the driver.?She’s your slave, Melissa,? Mr. Arneson said. ?You set the rules.??Thanks.? Melissa turned to me. ?OK, I know it’s what everyone supposedly does, but we’re not doing the whole ‘Yes, Mistress,’ thing. You will call me ‘Melissa’ or ‘ma’am’. You will call my parents by their first names, or ‘sir’ or ‘ma’am’. You may speak without being spoken to. You will obey my. I think that placed her head just under my right breast whenever we would casually hug. She probably weighted more than 98 pounds wet. I first met Catalina when she was the manager of a local eatery. She was from Guanajuato, Mexican and she was a ball of fire. She had been in the United States for almost twenty years and while she spoke English, she had not yet mastered the language, which didn't bother me in the least bit. Some things, transcend the language barrier.When we first met, our.