"Is that clear, Bitch?" Yes it is." Good. Let me lay down the law. From now on when we are alone you will call me Mistress B. I will call you slutty S...lly. I am going to buy this house and you will move in here with me. You will live in the cellar in a little cage. You will continue to work and all the money you make will be mine. When you are home you will dress like the little slut you are. You will do the chores and only speak when spoken to. You will not cum again unless I give you. I demanded proof of his security clearance, his need to know, everything but his birth certificate. I made a great deal of noise. The fact that he was trying to stay as far away from me as possible made it hard for him to stick his face in mine and threaten my career with any real degree of effectiveness. He did keep at me, enough that for the first time in my unlife I was considering eating someone that was on the same side as me.I didn't, of course. I didn't even show my fangs. However I was. ..wizard...seemed to know the answers to the questions he was asking anyway. "So, Paul, what can I sell you today? I'm afraid that I haven't got any 'babes' in the store--and I certainly am not in that business anyway." "Can you give me some kind of, like, spell or something so I can attract girls better?" Paul asked. The wizard frowned. "I'm afraid that those things aren't very satisfactory. They tend to vary between the extremes of ones that wear off at inconvenient moments and ones that. She cried then and now cried aloud with sobs of shame, frustration and disbelief.After a few minutes she was composed enough to want to clean herself and she stepped into the shower where she intended to let the water run over her and wash away the hurt and the crusts that she also found around her breasts and stomach and thick in her naval, ans well as thickly matted in her pubic hair, and all over her inner thighs. Because it was a five star hotel she had a shower wand and new loofa that she.