One day my parents offered us to marry and get settled they were ready to marry anyone even if we had GF or BF.I just told them I hadnt have any GF yo... could arrange a girl for I would marry her. But we all were shocked to listen my sister Sneha answered she not refused to marry but also she didnt want to get married. I gave look to her asking her why she was saying like that. She didnt replied to me. Went to her bedroom. After several tried we couldnt convince then my Mom told me to find out. I thought they took my slave control implants out." My implants are still in too," Kelly helped Holly to stand. The two women embraced. "I got my Jakefield for my 19th birthday. Hank's Dalton Modular System couldn't get approval. Hank designed it so that the part that picked up and processed signals were replaceable. The coded signals that allowed my master to make me come or scream in pain. He could make me freeze in place—" Why?" Why what, Holly?" Why did you get a Jakefield? Slaves are. "Please... let me do it. After all, you got to unwrap your present – it's only fair I get to play too!"I lowered my hands and she began unbuttoning my shirt. She unfastened each button carefully and slowly taking her time and enjoying the process. When my shirt was finally completely unbuttoned, she reached into the opening and ran her hands over my chest.Now, I'm no musclebound weightlifter – I will never be a Lou Ferrigno or Arnold Schwarzenegger. But I do go to the gym and work out a couple. " I warned her, as I grasped her cheeks and brought my mouth down upon hers.She welcomed me, welcomed my tongue, welcomed my thrusts and as I moved within her her hands came to rest on my backside and then all too soon I was cumming."You didn't milk me well enough earlier." I told her."No Master, sorry Master," she said quietly, "Can I have my burger now please?" Burger?" I queried, "Why do you want food when I'm offering sex?" Because we can have sex after," she said reasonably, "Master.".