" She got this interesting expression on her face. Oh dear. I think I preferred the pissed-off look. "So, unless you fancy going through the rest of y...ur life with a half-inch dick, trying to find another fairy to fuck, then lay off my arse." OK, I got the message – look but don't touch.When I chipped the next piece out of the sigil, the pulsating, glowing orange faded to a dull brownish orange. No more glow or anything, just an ordinary dull colour. She smiled. "Good. I was pretty sure that. Every hour I will give her one task, and she will perform that.Me: Oh, gosh! Did she accept the task?Rohit: First, she said no. But you know me. Rohit here. Ok, bro, enjoy the day. Bye-bye.I wore my boxer and went out of my room to check on my mom. My mom was wearing a pink t-shirt and a long skirt. She was sitting on the dining table, having her coffee. She was deeply thinking about the task. She saw me and greeted me with a smile on her face.Mom: Hi, honey, good morning. Come here.I walked to. When she came out, a few minutes later, she looked very nervous at first. She seemed timid and afraid of everything and everyone. I noticed she would give a little startled jump at every sudden noise. She also looked very tired to me."Did you come here to make me go back home?" These were her first words to me. From the way she said it, it was obvious that she feared that my answer might be yes." No. I casme to see you and to talk. Do you like living here?" It's okay, I guess. I have my friends. Reward though, particularly the sort of pleasure that moderntechnology can provide, is so much more effective." The pleasure I can dial in with the way I have her wired now is sointense that she's come to crave it. To beg for it. Beg for it andneed it like a drug. Isn't that right Monica dear?" cooed Lisa withcoldly false sincerity."Monica" could but mew, piteously, back at Lisa who was obviouslyher mistress and an evilly sadistic one at that."Watch this Douglas," said Lisa as she pressed a.