When I finished licking your feet, you left me, ordering me toclean up the mess.I stood there on the floor for a moment, feeling absolutely dirty andh...miliated, but so aroused being treated as a bitch by you, that I had ahard time tucking myself again inside my thong, because my clit didn'tstay flat.Then I promptly made breakfast again for you, fixing up myself in themeantime, and carried the plate to the living where you were seated,awaiting. I came back to the kitchen and washed everything. Later interviews with victims showed the women happy and content in their new lives as their owner’s insatiable sluts, (They often referred to them as boyfriends or husbands, but “master” was becoming disturbingly popular, and terms like “fuckdoll” and “dicksleeve” were also gaining popular usage.) Many had been able to return to their original lives and jobs, with the exception of being unable to keep their clothes on or their hands from roaming in their new mate-for-life’s presence, and the. My mind thought about the lucky stiff going back to his parents’ house and instead of studying, Candi would blow him. “Nah, he liked to watch me play with myself,” she told me. She looked at my face and giggled. “He bought me some toys and would want me to make myself cum for him,” she replied. She rubbed the head of my cock on her chin and smiled shyly like she was ashamed at her tawdry exploits. She wasn’t ashamed just like she wasn’t disappointed about him leaving. “Wow,” I said and she. "Am I to take it that you are interested in a relationship with my daughter that is more than platonic and from her colouring it seems she is aware of this and concurs?" Well sir!" I said, "Your beautiful and highly intelligent daughter and I have been very close companions for several months now. I would hazard a guess that very few boys of my age privileged to have such an arrangement would be able to resist her charms and prevent themselves from falling for her."At this both Joe and Isa.