I was just keeping them in line. A caretaker for a pair of submissive sex slaves who needed a strong man to dominate them. The one they loved was gone... but I was here.“You nasty slut, get naked faster!” Melody snapped at her mother. “My stud wants you naked so he can fuck that cunt of yours. He’s going to pound you hard and pump you full of cum!”“Yes, Mistress!” Aunt Vicky moaned. She hopped to her feet, this look of lust shining in her brown eyes. She looked a lot like Melody. The same round. I was watching all this when Mihir slapped the lady picked her up and threw her on sofa and got on up of her.Yash came to me and said do you like that?I said no, and warned him dont even try to come near me.But he got angry and kept his hands on my top and pulled it hard. All the buttons broke and my boobs came out. He then picked me by my waist and made me sit on the platform of kitchen. He then pulled my legs apart. I said no please dont do it. But he bent and started licking my pussy. He was. Some god. Behold! My temple!And yet, still the women came; still they worshipped.His services were unique. Older women; younger women. Single women, desperate for deeper gratification than their buzzing toys could give them; and married women, sneaking away from unsuspecting partners, or dropped off by curious husbands. They all came, brandishing money, seeking satisfaction. They all left, having found it, none of them ever knowing the true cost.Marcus shook his head again. Pushing away from. One Saturday morning I visited him alone for the first time, and this was to be a full day then spent with him, during which we fucked for the first time.I had set off mid morning with a parcel for him from mum, food etc. I had also taken my school bag with me, saying I had some homework he was going to help me with.In fact in the bag was a pair of black hold up stockings. I had bought them especially from a shop the previous day, my school uniform, a pair of black wedge style shoes and my.