“You won’t need to do that, Lady. Only a Mistress can issue orders to a slave. I’m showing you around because Madame Monique ordered me to do so... I’m not allowed to leave my work area unless a Mistress requires me to do a task which makes it necessary.”“So how does obeying a Mistress' order match with the work duties you must perform?” I ask. “Surely you must experience times when you are unable to complete your work because a Mistress has ordered you to do something else.”“None of the staff at. She was a bit more crude than I was, and that was okay. She wore the standard female sponsor attire for Arc Dios, which was just like the standard concubine attire: her birthday suit. Tess’s belly protruded with our unborn daughter, but otherwise Tess could have passed herself off as a high school student. Modern high school girls had filthy mouths, too. “Lilith wants to see you in her office. Now. Don’t bother dressing.”Tess was the chief Civil Service Officer on board the Arc Dios. When the. You're my wife. It's OUR house. Our money. Our lives intertwine together." But you have to work..." And I love what I do. It's not like I'm descending into the sewers every day, hoping one day to get some relief." I twisted and kissed the head that was on my shoulder. "Before you, I liked my job. I didn't dread going to work. I enjoyed it. And now, I still enjoy the work, but I know that when I get home every day, I have something that I enjoy even more."The words I spoke got me a purr in. He was looking at her and her at him as these thoughts were running through his mind.Finally he smilingly said, “Well... , I guess half a loaf is better than none” and brought her back into his arms for another kiss. He could see a little smile on her face as he said and did this.The kissing continued and even though he had hoped for more it was nice to be doing this. Dan ran his hands down Emily’s back and he squeezed the globes of her ass. She didn’t object to him doing this so long as his.