So what you have decided wants to be my slave or will live a destitute life on street until I finally ends your miserable life painfully under my luxu...ious cars wheels he he he he,No I accept to be your slave replied the poor girl falling down on her mistress feet and start kissing toe tips of her expensive leather pumps."He he he he I always know that you were born to be my slave and now you officially don't exist for outside world any more all the traces of your existence are removed you are. She had already told me that she was married to some rich guy, who loved it when she kicked the shit out of him, which was something that she did on a regular basis, she also had a live in lover who was the strong silent type.During her latest liaison with her husband she had stamped on him, lost her balance and fallen down stairs, and broken her leg, so she to now work from home.She had told me that she was a freelance fraud investigator (is there such a thing) and not only did she get paid a. I was really taken aback, Hild had got hold of Junior and Marjorie had sat on my upper chest. I wouldn't exactly say sitting on my face, but she was rubbing this red patch of hair on my nose.When you're this close to a woman's sex organ, and at the same time there is another got hold of your sex organ, a reaction occurs. Junior just leapt up to attention, ready to deal with any occurrence.That wasn't going to last long either. Hild straddled me and was standing up on her knees, rubbing Junior's. His assault was nasty, but she had enough bruises to justify calling the police. “I didn’t but earned him I would if he wasn’t out of the house within the hour.”Frank had been horrified and angry at her story, but he asked, “Did he go?”“Fortunately, he did. I’ve told no one about that incident.”"Then I'm honoured to be your confidante," Frank said, as he started the car. Karen was silent for the whole journey, and he wondered whether she was regretting being so open with him. All he knew was.