"So how have you found your first evening as our slave Jane?" Danielleasked, walking around me, inspecting my figure."Awful miss, I don't want to be a...slave and I hate being a girl! Pleasejust leave me alone!"SMACK. This answer was met with a hard slap across the face and Daniellepulled me by my hair to my knees again."Wrong answer bitch. Whether you like being a slave or not, you tell usyou love it. You tell us you live to serve us and it's the only way youfind joy in life. Don't you dare be. ?Nooo??no???, she pleaded. The heat from a single candle when it is unable to escape its course was proving to be greater than she had ever imagined.It seemed to be focusing on her most intimate area and was starting to burn her delicate skin.She gritted her teeth and tried to think of the small patch of garden she tended??anything other than the sheer burning agony that the candle flame was now inflicting on her body.?VERY WELL!? shouted the bishop. With that he kicked the candle over and it. They didnt really share any interests. Michael was a nice, outgoing guy with plenty of friends. He was 511 and had a good, lean body that he usually kept under his clothes. Jade was a quiet girl who enjoyed going out once in a while with friends but preferred to stay in most nights reading a book, she had an unusually pretty face with big hazel eyes and luscious, pouty, pink lips. Her hair was long, brown and wild. She was naturally slim but she looked somehow sort of soft. She had full breasts. " I answer. "You'd better." she said annoyed. We agreed to meet to do the lab. I ended up doing all the work while she stood around talking to her friends. We had to write a report on the lab so I told her that I would write the report which was okay with her. One of her friends told her that she had better check my work so I wouldn't cause her to get a bad grade. Audrey told me that she would come to my apartment the next day to check on my progress. Audrey came by about 2 in the afternoon,.