She quickly soaped up a sponge and washed the sweat off of him briskly. When she rinsed him off, he was out and left her to take care of herself. By t...e time she stepped out, he was dressed and gone.The meeting took place in a small room forty stories downstairs where only the top of the Elites gathered to go over secret business without being disturbed. All the cell phones were left at the door and no intercom or any other means of communication was permitted. If something important were to. .. I mean what man wouldn't."Sandy was in full tease mode. She locked her hands behind her head and leaned her chair back a little, offering Bob an unobstructed view. A teasing smile crossed her lips as she asked, "So what do you like." Huh ... what do I like ... you want me to tell you," Bob asked, not believing she really wanted to hear him say it."Yeah, I want to know. You already said it's not as skimpy as yesterday," Sandy made it obvious she was looking at the growing bulge in Bob's. Once I put down the clips I washed my hands and went into the kitchen. Their mom was still washing dishes. She asked how the cut was but all I did was pull up the robe sharing her bare ass. I caressed it, kissed it, and brought my cock out to slap it. She played cute just like her daughter as in the 'No.. stop it... Hes right there!' I kissed her neck and she caved just like her daughter. She turned off the water and turned around and started to blow me once again. I picked her up and threw her. I took your soul, but I’ve given you my freedom. I am yours. You own me. Now, you need only claim me, bind me to you with the Collar. When a female of our kind wears a male’s collar, she is his ... forever. Unless he is dusted as my previous master was, centuries ago, she belongs to him for eternity. Always his. Always enslaved to him.“You should also know that you can keep mortals as servants, but they will die in time. They don’t age while their collars are on, but they grow old and die once.