He caressed her there, and moved to kiss her throat. She lifted her chin for it, and he pulled her shirt aside with his other hand and began to kiss h...r secret spot. He thought of it as only his; he didn't know if Larry knew of it, and didn't want to know. She whimpered, just a little, and her thighs parted and then spread wide. She hissed and writhed as he drilled his tongue into her there, and his finger found her tiny slit and gently--oh, so gently--parted her moist lips and slipped inside. She cooked most of themeals.That was going to change. She was in charge now.Soon, he would find that out.* * *The next day, the four of them walked through the mall, the women infront, the guys tagging along sheepishly behind them. It was as if theyhad adopted the lifestyle already, and were meekly following theirMistresses from store to store.Annie held a bra up to Oliver's chest. She wrinkled her nose. Then triedanother one."Can I help you, ma'am?" the salesclerk said. "I'm Henry. Are you. Lisa stepped down from the platform and playfully slapped him on his arm. "You asshole," she beamed. "You can make us lose our jobs here." Please, get back up there. I kind of like you not being able to talk."Emma giggled.Their boss witnessed this interaction and came over. He looked angrily at his models for breaking their composure and striking this man. "What's going on here?" he asked through clenched teeth. His face was beet red by what he saw."Our brother," Mr. Moss," Lisa explained. "He. As I got to my car and opened the door, the clerk climbed into the passenger seat, explained to me that the events had only begun and I was going to another party to be the center of attention there, and I was only to put on my shirt for the ride.I started to object, but decided to take another chance. I had enjoyed the event so far and my cock still was needing it's own attention. I put the car in drive and pulled out, following the directions the clerk gave while my head spun with thoughts.