I found I was really looking forward to becoming nothing morethan property.That thought still held an edge of terror for me, though, however slightit ...ight have been.Did I really WANT to be nothing more than a Roomba for my ma'am?What did that say about me that I desired more than anything else in theworld to be seen, treated, and considered as nothing more than ahousehold appliance?But there it was, and that's what I was facing.I cried a little bit as I entered Ma'am's office.She saw my tears. I said I will message the time. When it as midnight 12 o clock I messaged and she came in without making any noise. By the time all who were in her house and other houses were sleeping. She was wearing a housecoat. As soon as she came in I closed the door. She was little shy but I hugged her and started to kiss her all over her face. I led her to my bed room. I sucked her lips and she did mine because we both were experienced. I moved my hands to her boobs and it was so soft. She did not wear. “Fuck my tongue, baby girl. Show me how you want it.” “You’re going to make me cum,” Andrea cried breathlessly, grinding frantically against Mark’s face as he tugged the chain. Moaning louder and louder, she was unsure she could endure the pleasure anymore, when Mark ruthlessly yanked the chain, sending her over the edge. Andrea’s juices flooded Mark’s face as she writhed in ecstasy. Mark drove his tongue deep into her pussy. “Oh, baby,” Andrea screamed as her body trembled from the sensory. HeavyweightBy Morpheus I leaned back in my chair, taking a good long look at my computer monitor before announcing, "Work sucks and the company stinks." Of course I paid little attention to the fact that I was telecommuting as always and that the only person around was myself. Sometimes I did miss the old water cooler conversations, though certainly not enough to give up being able to work at home. There were so many advantages to it that I couldn't count them all. Being able to listen to.