He looked like he was in shock.Nathan continued, "Now, you are probably thinking that you are just going to throw the dumb cunt out in the street and ...our problems are over. I can't have that though. I need you to be here and keep up the payments on the house. And as long as you stay here and stay married to my bitch you have to worry about your father's political career too.Rumor has it your father is planning to run for Governor. Those movies would probably embarrass the hell out of him. In the Savage Cave even the most delicate of beings, whether human or beasts, will sharpen its claws or fangs or talons, and regardless of how much one will preserve, eventually blood will smear the hands, paws, wings and first life will be taken.Zax was a mere youth in his fourteenth year of life and already killed, sometimes against his will, sometime without even considering it. His conception was to "Kill for survival" and it still was after one month of pondering about it. However Zax did. Your slave for real? "What do you mean?" "Well, you remember when we met in Singapore I asked you to use me as your slave?" "Yes, I remember very well. It was wonderful." "Yes it was. And I would like to do it again. This time I want to be your slave forever. I would like to serve you and be used by you however you want. I want to be your slave, your slut. I want to belong to you and be owned by you. I am for you, Master." "I am for you." Those were the first words she spoke to me when I. Paul suggests she wears one of his white button-up shirts, no bra, and her thong panties, since they don’t need to get out today. He loves when she walks round the house braless, and he has easy access to her breasts. She agrees happily, but in her new-found boldness, she doesn’t bother to button the shirt as she walks into the bedroom to gather the sheets. Paul shakes his head, in awe of his wife’s new-found sexuality. He throws on a pair of athletic shorts and follows after her, grinning from.