Also I altered her mind sothat there will be nothing more rewarding to her than to serve. With every moveshe makes that is aimed at serving others she...feels a jolt of indescribablepleasure ripping through her. In the outside world they might call it brainwash. I call it her freedom. She stroked the maid-slaves cheek gently. - Nothing I enjoy more than a happy slave Mistress strolled away and Jan followed her taking alast look at the maid-slave who seemed to fight an orgasm as she picked. She didn’t care. Life was cruel. Too cruel. Here she was, at Brent’s party, her boyfriend for the past fifteen years, watching him kiss and laugh with…the most beautiful girl she’d ever seen. She’d rescued him during the Big Kahuna surfing contest and he’d been smitten with her ever since. Pearl no longer existed for him. Her mother, the scheming woman that she was, insisted they assist the party. After all, mother and Brent’s father were still quite the item. Pearl stumbled out of the. I was not sure if all this was happening to me in reality, or was I dreaming . I then made her lie down and got on top of her and started licking her face like dog ……. I put my hands on her crotch and it was soooo wet. Put my middle finger and gave her jerk twice by rounding my finger inside & I sat down on my knees and smelt her pussy. It had a very funny smell that made my already hard cock tear against my trouser, started licking around pussy … was making good sound while licking she was dam. The first bottle didn't seem to last long as first Dan and then Betty proposed toasts that required drinking and Dan seemed to be encouraging Alice to enjoy the special bottle. Then Dan decided to open another, which, to my surprise, Alice readily encouraged. I was convinced the fine bubbly was going straight to her head.As the second bottle neared completion, I noticed that Dan had his arm loosely around Alice's shoulder and she was leaning into him. Mind you, she had probably noticed that.