"Hmmm," Julia said. Gears were turning in her head. "So, they'll do whatever you tell them to?" She wanted to make sure she had it right. Amy nodded. ...Yep, and whatever YOU tell them to as well. Won't you, slaves?" "Yes, Mistress," Mark answered on behalf of both of them so Jill wouldn't have to leave his dick again. Not that it was helping. She had not succeeded in doing anything other than sucking the last of his cum like a shake through a straw. Amy put her hand on the back of Jill's. I asked about ATM and credit cards. When they said they had neither, I suggested having both would be a good idea. After lunch, I drove them to their bank.Again, I stayed with my two ladies as they did their business. They both changed their mailing address from PUTS to my place. The banker said something about the credit cards would have to have a $500 limit until you get established credit.As soon as we arrived at home Beth greeted me with “We is the rich bitches and we wanna fuck.”They both. ”It didn’t take long for the alarms to subside, much to Raz’s relief, and then we heard Vasiliev calling to us from the corridor. We stepped out into the hallway, joining a crowd of recruits who were all jostling for space, the Krell and the Borealans who had not been hospitalized standing head and shoulders above their human counterparts.“Listen up!” the Sergeant shouted, the low murmur of conversation dying down. “The general alarm was sounded because the station’s sensors detected a. Oh never mind,” she muttered and blushed. “Like what Gran?” I asked, knowing what she was on about and somehow keen to hear more. Was that because of the stiffy in my pants? She burst into floods of tears. “I don’t know what I’ll do without him,” she wailed. “I mean it’s not just the what’s it ... you know ... bed and things. He’s been my rock all these years and the only man I’ve ever loved.”I reached for the box of tissues and her greying head slid down my shoulder and she snuggled onto my.