"This is my house, but it is OUR home, and this is YOUR room." My tone brooked no argument and Zoe accepted my decision. Instead of unpacking everythi...g we locked up, Zoe's bike now at home in the garage. Taking the 4x4 again we left for the gallery, not because I needed to work, like Zoe I had arranged a day off to take her to the surgery to have her splint removed, I was however eager to find out how Dee was, Bella too.The pedestrian areas and one-way traffic system ensured that it took more. For some reason though, I became very curious about a group of four mature white women, 3 of which were married, As it turned out, one of these women, Effie, who was married and looked to be in her early 40s, was the girlfriend of Mike, who was 55 and was my mentor at the company. Over beers, Mike would sometimes tell me about the fantastic sex he was having with Effie, who I had by now met several times. How she loved to suck cock and eat cum, and was absolutely crazy about anal sex.Last. "Yes what?” "Yes I enjoyed it Mistress" "On all fours!" she ordered. "While I am with you, you won't talk unless asked. You won't move unless ordered to and you will not question orders." "You will refer to yourself in the third person as slut or slave, depending on the situation and on what will be requested to you.” “You are my slave and slut and you will have no other will than to please me. Do you understand this?” "Yes Mistress. This slut slave understands, Mistress" I replied. "When I am. It happened about that time when I'd said mymother I'd prefer to be a girl. But it wasn't the same day neither thenext day. Almost a month passed and he was suddenly cold and dreary. Hisface became wrathful and ominous. He never smiled at me anymore. He nevertalked to me, just word or two. And he never referred to me by my namejust "kid". Maybe I just exaggerated myself and the true reason wassomewhere else, but then I was just fifteen and saw him, the emphaticallymasculine man, and me, the.