. but I can't change. She wants me to be different but I can't! I am who I am! I've sheltered her for too long. I know this. Never gave her any freedo.... And now look what's happened." These thoughts just kept circling in his head and wouldn't leave him.He reached his home with a heavy heart this night and put the horse away. He plodded thru the door, took a big shot of whiskey, started undressing. Then picked up the bottle and took it into the bedroom with him. He drank 3/4 of it before the. “Come”. I enter. The Master is relaxing in an easy chair, open suede shirt, white Captain’s jeans, glass of wine in hand. “Thank you for coming so quick Miss….: Please display”.My training has prepared me for this instruction ‘Display’: I stand before the Master, legs as far apart as I can manage without losing my grip on the carpet, my skirt rides up to my waist exposing my hairless cunt, I put my hands behind my head and thrust my breasts forward, a button bursts away from the flimsy. My, my, my, it certainly exceeded any expectation I might have had in the physical changes in them those five years I was away had made.We went back to see Judy and thank her again. I told her that I really wanted to buy the girls something from her. I was going to be away for a while, maybe longer than I wanted, so that it should be something special. "We still have a budget from yesterday; our fairy godmother forgot to charge us anything."One dress. One dress is all my girls wanted, and even. She kissed, kissed and kissed him to her heart’s content. She slide down between his crotch, crouching herself with her face near his cock and her shapely legs thrown upwards folded at knees.She slide the foreskin of his mighty cock washed the creamy yellow deposits, which for the first time , I had seen with water collected by her right palm, Then in a flash, she gobbled his cock , sucked like a unleashed calf before its mother being milked , a usual practice in the rural areas. She had taken.