I needed time to think things through, but first I needed help.Sharon was back behind her desk, no more evil smile, just her usual openness. “So wha... do you need to know?”I thought for a moment or two. “Sue. She has to be my priority, so just what am I supposed to do?”“Easy, just be yourself, treat her just like you have been doing whilst you two are working, but every so often throw her a curve, have her do something, let her be herself, she just needs to be someone’s bitch, to feel owned, to. Was that ... yes it was.He could hear the chanting again. It was coming from up ahead. Steeling himself, Phil followed the sounds until the corridor terminated in an ominous, black metal door. An arcane symbol of even darker metal was inlaid into the surface.Not. Exactly. Promising.It was where the chanting was coming from though. With some degree of trepidation He approached the door. The metal surface was warm to the touch, but not hot enough to be uncomfortable or dangerous. Phil put his ear. "You're not so different from the other men who have come through here, John. You think you are, but you are the same sort of scum we are all too familiar with here in the Sisterhood. There was a knock at the door. 'Come in," she called."Mark, good to see you again. I have to compliment you on your appetizer tonight. What don't you come join me here? Let John see how devoted you are to the Sisterhood. Let him see what a devoted servant is willing to do to impress us."The servant was naked as he. Brenda and Carol left and shortly afterwards Doreen arrived. I checked over her car and agreed that they'd done a good job then I suggested that we go inside so I could check her over. She seemed amenable to this so in we went.Once inside I faced her and reached forward to feel her breasts. She took a deep breath and sighed as I felt and fondled her soft, ample breasts and tweaked her swelling nipples."Oh Tim it so good to have this happen again. My husband used to take me in at the most.