"Miss Garcia," she said with a friendly smile. "Can I talk to you for a moment? It seems your partners speak very highly of you ... I was wondering wh...re you were from." Cal Tech," Miriam said, her outward expression matching the other woman's. "I wrote my graduate thesis on cryonics and neural networks." Yes, I know," Captain Pace said. "I read it last year. You wrote it as one of Professor Xianjong's students, right?" No, he's at Stanford," the other woman's eyes narrowed, obviously not. She explained to them that slave was Her property now and could do with him as She wished. However, She stated that slave had the privilege to speak to his family as long as he behaved. If he didn't obey and please Her, that privilege would be revoked. slave's family then looked through the transparent glass table top and asked slave if that was what he wanted. he quickly nodded and said, "Yes". slave's family then accepted Her into their family as slave knelt at Her feet.All of a sudden, a. Then the slave felt a finger replace the wand in its ass. Slowly and gently going in and out. It felt good and the slave started moving its body against it. Then it felt a second finger added to the first which made it even better. It wasn’t too sure who’s fingers were in its ass till it was told to stick out its tongue so that the lady could ride the slave’s face. Then it knew that Master’s fingers were the ones that was fucking slave’s ass. The lady made it easy for the slave to get. After viewing the Gorge I followed Miles back to Clifton Grange and the part of the grounds where the dais was to be erected.The Admiral had volunteered his gamekeepers and gardeners as labourers, and what with their muscles, and the skills recently acquired by Captain Botham’s troop, the dais was soon assembled, sheltered under a trio of stately cedar trees about three furlongs from the Grange.It was then I noticed some waggons, and a tented area, about a furlong from the entrance gates of.