Clearly, this gentleman was not dealing with a lady… and, dammit, I was happy for that. She asked, ‘Is this what you want?’ I said, ‘Oh, yes, ...nd right now?’ She said, ‘Sorry, but you’ll have to wait.’ As we drove away from the brightly lit Inn, and darkness consumed us, I heard the click of her seatbelt release. I felt electricity up my neck. Her hand reached for my hard cock, unzipped my pants, and took me deep in her mouth. I reached over her back, one hand on the wheel and the other. We both got a notification on our phones. Nikita had created a group on WhatsApp named “Slaves”.She messaged, “Welcome, to my slave world. You will be my slave for the next three days. You will always follow my instructions. Wait till your next order.” We got a bit relieved as we had to be slaves just for three days.It was 8:00 in the evening and everyone was watching TV in the living room. We got a message on our group.Nikita messaged, “Get ready for your first task. I have kept a small. Blond hair like her Dad, she had a small chest like the rest of her and was cute as can be. She had incredible energy and was always on the go, teasing her sisters and playing practical jokes.Highs school was next on the agenda, but until then summer break was here and that meant sleep overs and pool time and with Dad on the Grill.~The High school years saw subtle changes to all the family. Mason found his business taking off and the need to outsource some of his projects leaving him with even. I was looking for something that was missing in my life. She was married, and from what I could determine from our emails, was surviving in her own way in her own world. She was comfortable and had a good family but there was something missing in her life too. She was reaching. I was reaching. And at 2:15PM we would meet at the car wash next door.I was watching the passing traffic with growing interest, as the clock stretched toward 2:00PM. After the oil had been changed in my car I drove next.