Servant or not, she could feel the power radiating from him. "What do you want me to do?" she asked.A smile crinkled his face. "Good girl!" Somehow th... comment, which once might have angered her as condescending, was anything but that. Instead, it was a high compliment. "I want you to stop him. Three more times."Chris took a deep breath that she didn't need. "Okay." she said simply.The man waved his hand again and another man appeared. Young and at the same time old, his pale face was unlined. ”Lotte obeyed, sinking down on the floor, by the sofa. Kiffi stroked her long blonde hair, as he watched a movie on the TV. Sometimes, he gave her hair a hard yank, making her cry out in pain and surprise, and making Kiffi laugh.“Just playing with you, girl,” he would say. “Just playing.”After the movie had finished, Kiffi stood up. “I’m ready now. My dick is ready.”Lotte felt her anus tingle, and she looked up at him, vowing to herself to be cooperative and fully obedient, to please him to. I started twerking this guy, that I have seen before, but didn’t know, and he was really getting turned on as I was grinding on his cock. Some time went by, and I had to pee. That same guy followed me into the bathroom and locked the door behind him. He said that “I must like anal sex, to be grinding like that.” I was afraid. I told him, no, I never tried it. Which I didn’t. I had no desire to. Everyone said it was gross. That’s just the thing.“Everyone”. Once the words “everyone” and “gross”. Mark, turn around and let me see how thislooks." She placed the wig on me and tugged on it to get it adjusted.She took a comb and styled it a bit. The wig was a bout shoulder length.She stepped back and looked. "I think that will work, what do you thinkLinda?" Oh I think she looks good. Take a look, Mark ... er, Marci."Mrs. B turned me so I could look in the mirror. I could not believe thatwas me in the mirror. It looked like a fairly attractive college-agedgirl staring back at me. "Wow," I.