She was staring at my cock and probably thinking about what just happened to her.“Did you enjoy being fucked by this dildo and sucking Master’s co...k?” my wife asked her.Christy seemed a little unsure to admit that she enjoyed it, but finally said “Yes, Mistress.”“Good. Now there is one member of this group who is not satisfied. Do you know what that means Christy?” my wife asked as she moved to the other chair next to mine.“Yes, Mistress.” She said, and without further prompting, she turned. " I looked down to see what Beth was doing, my heart racing, head pounding. She was playing with the kids, oblivious to what was going on on the porch. "Does Beth know you like feet? Do you lick her toes while the two of you do it? Or doesn't she have the shape that turns you on?"She rubbed my crotch with her toes and the ball of her feet, and purred with recognition at the erection she found inside. Beth ran after the kids, laughing, she saw none of this. Jodie moved her other foot up and. The women looked on - red with rage they were - they wanted to tear her to shreds and destroy her beauty, pull out her golden hair and rip the clothes from her perfect feminine body. The men, all of them defeated - loved her still.After work he arrived and she went with him to the café but they did not drink their coffees and neither did they say much except introduce first names to each other. He watched her with his dark looks but she did not feel intimidated. Her eyes began to smile back at. That's probably from where I amgoing to start, I thought.As soon as I served the coffee, Melissa motioned me to sit down in achair opposite her and she started talking at once, "I will comestraight to the point. You are going to spend a week in this house as amaid, whatever that entails. You have to act as a proper servant,properly uniformed of course. I know that you are experienced inhousework, but it is not going to be the same like when you work at yourhouse under the rather lenient.