”I was surprised to hear that Sherry knew how to use the tractor and plow. I didn't know how to do that.“So you can use the tractor?” I asked."Y...p,” she said, pouring maple syrup on her pancakes. “Dad taught me two years ago and I'm almost as good as he is. Right, Dad?”"Sure is," John said, proudly.Then Sherry said something that really surprised me. "After you finish with the chicken yard, come on up to the North Meadow and I'll teach you how to use the tractor."I gulped and looked over at. "Would you take me?" she asked."Mom ... they would probably check my I.D. and not let us in." Well ... I'll tell them you're with me..." Mom ... you don't really want to go..." I need something they might have. To be honest, I want to get it for a friend." What?" It's a secret. Besides, I'm curious. You know I have to see everything."I slowed and turned off at the next exit, and we parked in the dim lighting of the parking lot of the "Little Devil Adult Bookstore and Mall." The front was. I told my bitch that I expected her to willingly submit to my control of all parts of her life that would not expose her new relationship to her partner. I did say that I was to know when she was sexual with her partner and that she would ‘make love’ with this pussy when I said to and she agreed and asked did that mean that I was to know before hand or after. I said both. She agreed. Next I told her that I control her orgasms and that she must get permission to cum even with her partner.Our. ." Marcel, she suffered greatly for us. She has undergone three operations including a hysterectomy. She can never bear children, but perhaps a return to the outside world, a life, a husband, with adoption, a family." "Excuse me, Melinda, but you are my family. I could never return to the outside world. I am a slave. I want... I need a master." She's right, continued Marcel. "We will do her the greatest service by finding her a master." A loving master," added Melinda."If possible, but.