” Sandra said. “Yes, Master showed me how wrong I was, and it will never happen again.”Angela explained. “The bottom line is we are Master's f...mily and slaves because we want to be.” “I bet if you stay at least a month and witness our family joy you will be begging to become part of the family.” You can't understand the true joy we get from being a part of this family, slave or not.”Cristin said. “You all make it sound so wonderful it is hard to believe you are slaves.” Elise said. “Slave is. ” “Well,” I said, “how do y’all pee?” cause I really wanted to know how a body could pee without no pecker, and Betsy-Jo said, “Easy, Wendell, we just squat down and do it like a lady.” Then she said, “Only thing is I cain’t show you how we do it on account of Granma McCutcheon tol’ me it ain’t good manners to squat down and pee in front of folks. She said y’all got to wait till their backs is turned and do it when they ain’t lookin.’” Well, I said, “That’s okay, Betsy. I know what y’all look. There was no sign that she had been heard."Spooky noises!" Angela exclaimed as she and Celia headed for the door of the cottage."What WAS that? It sounded like some strange bird or something. Could be an owl, I guess. We'll ask Krysta; she'll know," Celia said as she opened the door.The two girls stepped through the door into the dark of the lounge. As Angela fumbled for the light switch Celia pushed the door shut.Before she could turn the light on, Angela felt someone grip her hand, spin her. As I opened my eyes and started to pull away, he dropped his hand, with the beer can still in it, and held my head in place, from behind me I heard a voice say "...don't stop now..." Some one removed the can of beer from his hand and he cupped the back of my head and pulled me to his crotch as he fed me his throbbing member. I gagged as his dick head hit the back of my throat and I looked up at his face. There was an calm even pleased look on his face as he pulled his cock back and pushed.