After checking the front and side doors to make sure they were locked I walked down the hallway from the living room. The master bedroom was on one en... of the small shoebox house while three more were on the other. With the hall bathroom to the right, my daughter’s room was the first one to the left and my youngest son’s was straight ahead. The last room was converted from a garage to my oldest son’s bedroom and a laundry room. I poked my head in my daughter’s room. My silly little girl still. So... if you want the positions... and if you want to be legally married...”“Yes,” holly and I said in unison.“But there is so little time,” holly said.“Luckily I know a Justice of the Peace here,” the other man said. “I met him at the club. He could come out here to do the ceremony.”“What about the license?” holly squeaked.“He’s also the County Clerk,” Mistress Gloria’s mother replied with a laugh.Two weeks later, holly and I were married. I don’t know for sure what I had envisioned as my. They can never truly be free, as even when their master sets them “free”, the master is still legally responsible for the slave and may punish them as he sees fit. Therefore, for a master to set a slave free, not only has the master to be a very benevolent one, but he also needs to trust his slave not to cause any trouble for him, which is why there aren’t many free demis, although they do exist. The reason for this policy is that demis are viewed as inferior to humans, little more than. She was completely naked as I held and caressed her smooth body, we could kiss, just kiss for hours. Maggi and I loved kissing, but for Maggi it was more of a means to an end, it didn’t matter what else was going on, if we started kissing passionately we would end up fucking, sucking or both, somehow we would make each other cum.As Nat and I kissed she would whisper to me whatever was on her mind and I would respond, often we would just share our thoughts, sometimes we would tease each other.