I walked quickly across the floor, caught the now frowning mother by the arm and walked her into the hall. “No minors.” I hissed. “You don’t...make the rules,” she hissed back at me. The lightening crackled. Finally she replied, “You will have to be quiet then, because that little piece of ass wants to be a slut!” She grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me toward her bedroom. “If she hears us, she will want in,” my Mistress said. I was told to strip. She went to the bathroom. She led me to. I wish we had more time, because I'd love to walk bowlegged the rest of the day."Betsy was pouring herself a cup of coffee and said, "You're just the horniest little girl there ever was. If you worked on one of those ranches out in Nevada, you'd end up the richest working girl ever." But I wouldn't get to play with who I wanted to play with," Joanie complained. "I like to play with you, Betsy, Maggie, Zena, and now even with Shannon. I love to sit on Tom's fat dick, but I love it more when he. I spent most of the night in my room working on a class project for my Production Management class so I never saw Marsha until my mother called me down to take up my chauffer's duties. As soon as I saw Marsha my heart started beating like a jack hammer, I had instant and major wood and from that moment on I could not take my eyes off of her. Gail noticed and said:"Down boy, down. She is spoken for and he is a big, mean bastard. Besides, Carol would be pissed."Carol was my steady girlfriend at. For some years I was with him, I was taught much and trained to be a house and bed slave, and that’s exactly what they called it. I was taught English too, because that made me more valuable to him. To him I wasn’t a person, just a product to be readied for sale; I hated him. The beatings I was given when I first arrived there soon had me being obedient. I was sold to a man who bought me as a gift to gain favour, he explained the man I was being given to liked to cause pain, and when tied down.