She strode from the room, leaving the duo staring at each other. Slade looked Drake over, a look of fury on his face. ‘Alright man, what? Why do yo... hate me?’ Slade snorted, rolling his eyes but answered. ‘It’s because every time Mistress Raell trains a new personal slave, she sells off one of us. She keeps nine of us exactly, no more no less. So everyone dislikes new guys. Doesn’t help that you suck up all of Mistress Raell’s time.’ ‘Really? Jez. But Cody is nice to me, even though he is a. And the dress was VERY feminine, with the repeating floral print design."Now, dear, lets have some tea. Let's go to the living room." Chapter 6I followed Mrs. Johnson to the living room and sat. "No, no, NO, Shirley! Get back up and sit like a WOMAN! Smooth your skirt before you sit!" I stood, then smoothed my skirt out the way I had seen women do, and sat. "Now, cross your legs. You know, like a woman. Thatta girl!"I was loving it. Here I was, wearing Mrs. Johnson's bra and panties, wearing. I do quite like cooking, so I might prepare some meals myself. But then if I do I’ll clear up after.”“Oh, no need sir. That’s my job, ‘Appy to do it.” She started her ‘quick clean’; he went upstairs, looking out of the stair window he saw three sixteen or seventeen year olds walking across the lawn in games slips and airtex shirts. Yes, he could see how that kind of view might unhinge some men. He was made of sterner stuff.“By the way, what’s your name?”“Oh, sorry, I’m Jackie.”“Pleased to meet. She hoped that one day she would be able to become one of the countess’ handmaids and secretly hoped that when she did she would be able to experience some of the things that she pictured from their stories. The fingers of her right hand began to make circles over her clit while the fingers of her left hand began to squeeze and pull on her hardened nipples. The excitement built in her slowly until she heard the sounds of approaching laughter. She stopped her indulgences and climbed from the.