After a few moments, the machine lit up green and beeped as the latch of the door opened and the door slowly swung outward for me to enter. Inside was...an immaculate pearl polished locker room with my name above it.I searched my pockets for my badge and waved it through another reader to enter my changing room. The door unlocked and I proceeded in. I began changing clothes to appease and please the customers I had waiting for me to arrive. I began putting on a pair of suspender tights with holes. The basement is laundry, utility, family/play room, network server room and CR. The second floor is six bedrooms and two big CR's. The third floor has three slightly smaller bedrooms and a shared large CR, and a master bedroom with its own CR and deck. There is an elevator for me for when I need it later in life.We are in the home only eight months before Jojie and her 'daughter' Venus arrive. If anyone cares, that is seven women, each of whom I am fucking, and me. I am sixty-two at the time.. Some time son was over me and some times I was over him. My chignon opened and hairs brushed our faces.Every time when he was on top of me, he tries to PIN me down, but I foiled his attempts by showing him my soft pink tongue and turning him down. I don’t want to show that I am avoiding his love so every time I moved up, I showered my kisses and offered my succulent tongue to my son to savor. He catches my tongue with his lips and roughly sucked it. Our mouth merged with each other.. She did those things willingly. She wanted to do them. She still wanted to do them.Even though her pussy and nipples were still raw from so much rough stimulation, she commenced to masturbate hard and fast. Cumming again and again thinking about licking, kissing and even sucking her new owners’ assholes and pussies. Like a slave. Like a Sex Slave. She came...........Hard!Her two new owners chuckled over Lisa, their newest conquest, in a nearby coffee shop. Remembering the way she begged for.