“The maids were here,” I said. “I’m not talking about the cleaning. I’m talking about the events. The cops dragged out the main computer ban... and I’m working with a laptop. Where are you getting the schedule from?”“The security banks, sir,” he responded immediately. “You can get to it with my security code,” he continued.“Is your security code tattooed anyplace obvious?” I asked. It was a long shot but tattooed hexadecimal codes were in vogue this year. He looked puzzled. “Just log me in,” I. I loved seeing her in her dresses and nylon encased legs accentuated by her sensible heels…. I know she was aware, because when she’d stop by after work to my parents house, daily occurrence as well as every family function including Sunday dinners, she’d sit in ways that always provided me the best views of her legs. She really loved teasing me…. Another clue was that every time I was to cut her lawn, without fail, she would always have her lingerie out on the clothesline in full display.. The idea is to get them to want to be inspected, as the thralls actually simulate them. The thralls are well trained, these girls are not to have orgasms, just yet. The older women are next, the same is done to them all. there are more thralls as some most always resist. But added to their routine is when they are given hair cuts their heads are completely shaves smooth. This is an easy way to discriminate the girls as to how long they have been here. None will leave until their hair has. I could see some cum drip down her inside leg “oh god what a fuck, best I have had ever”. I kissed her softly and played with her tits leaving her to get dressed, joining the party again until it finished, that night I fucked Karen so hard she passed out.The following morning we met some of the family for breakfast before we set off on honeymoon, arriving at the resort we booked in getting to our room, relaxing by the pool a beautiful girl caught my eye, she smiled as I watched her walk into.