"Slave? In the 21st century?"Yes, Mistress." A naked, teenage girl appeared. Timmy noticed how gracefully she moved. When she stopped in front of him,...he stared at her, spellbound. She had long, honey-blonde hair, dark brown eyebrows and green eyes. Her body was incredible; she had beautiful long legs curving up to her sweetly curved hips. Her waist was thin and her tits were very large and firm. She was so beautiful! He saw a gold ring pierced into the septum of her nose. She wore silver cuffs. But both were pampered and polished and practically gleamed from pomade and talcum powder and close razor-shaves.Scooter was reminiscing about his childhood back in St. Louis when I heard a strangled scream from upstairs.I grabbed my scattergun and raced up, looking both ways for trouble. A plump whore named Wanda-Wanda pointed to my right, “Katie Bly.”I slammed the door open and saw a fat man with his hands around Katie’s neck. She was purple-faced and was frantically trying to claw his. Over the years, many women had complimented him about his good looks, and several of them had flirted with him. In fact some of them had practically thrown themselves at him, the latest of whom was Jessica, a stunning looking twenty-five year old intern with curly blond shoulder-length hair and an angelic face. She had sat jokingly on his lap at the company party wearing a skimpy little black skirt and see-through white blouse, pushing her large breasts gently against his arm and fluttering her. He pulled out a pair of satin panties and told me that I was going to be wearing them while he fucked me like the little slut I was; he slipped them on me and then picked up the camera and took some pictures of me. After that he stripped off his underwear his cock looked even bigger than before and knelt beside my head, feeding his cock into my mouth as he leant over my body, putting his hand into the panties and began fingering my ass. I groaned in pleasure as he slipped one then two fingers.