"I don't think so, child," Marcus was saying as I returned to his side."Child?" A slight movement that might have been a shrug. "To some, maybe, but I...have done more in my years than most can claim, no matter how long they live." Snobbish and proud, she laughed, an annoying, tinkling sound that people associated with high society but always just made me want to smack someone. A snarl escaped my throat, low and full of menace."Spoken like a true tyrant," Marcus continued with a soft snort.. Her whole body was feeling that electricity. She held my hair and pushed my face fully in to her cunt. I was licking and sucking like a dog drinking milk. She became ecstatic and I did not stop eating her pussy or pressing her breast. Now she had an orgasm and filled my face with her sexy juice. I didn’t give up and drunk all the juice and licked in and around her Clit, Vagina and pubic hair.This is the first time I cam to my sense and started thinking with in the past 20 minutes. I was feeling. "My subjects have lives. They have dreams and feelings. They have what their Mistress gives them. I give their lives purpose. I give them dreams to accomplish, and I help them discover the feelings they've hidden. I do not take my subjects lightly. Which is why I know you cannot take them. You may try, but they will remain mine. The challenge I offer is not to only make my subject yours in body, as you have done with your women, but in their lives, their dreams, and their emotions. I do not. She was naked with her tail sticking out and I was wearing my boxers.I sent her to get Julie while I checked on Frank. He was sleeping with his butt plug tail sticking out of his ass. I smiled and left him. Joyce came into the kitchen with Julie who was also naked with her tail hanging down in back. "Slave Joyce, get Slave Frank. It's time he woke up and I began to make all of you scream. It's Monday!"Joyce left the room looking troubled. Julie looked at me and asked, "Master, how bad is it.