) Empty ashtrays. Be respectful, and polite. Keep in mind, whore that you are my property, and as such you WILL do whatever you’re told. Embarrass m... in front of my friends (FRIENDS??? Plural? How many people were down there, I cringed) and I’ll make you sorry you did.I went downstairs, tears squeezing from my eyes and snuck into the kitchen. Jim was waiting and he looked me over.“Very nice” he said “You’ll get better with the makeup in time. Now turn around and bend over, I want to see that. Green lawns, cozy ranchers and several two-story homes dotted along the street, it seems like a quiet neighborhood. At least the ad didn't lie about that, unlike most of the other apartments and houses you looked at during your search for a new home. "Right," you mumble. "322 Pickerton Ave. This is it."Hesitating for just a moment, you steel yourself and knock on the double-story house's front door. "I'll get it," you hear a girl's voice sound from inside.The door opens and a petite girl with. Panic started to set in but she fought for her composure. If anyone, especially a human, found her struggling and screaming, they would shoot her. That was what she was taught. Still she shivered as the boy came closer. The trees parted to show a human boy, taller than she was. As he moved closer, she could see he was very handsome, more so than the Skyian boys were. His hair was as dark as midnight and wild as the wilderness around them. Her panic renewed from fear of rape, she was surprised. Rachel rolled onto her belly, continued to caress a breast while moving her hips, feeling her wetness grind softly into the sheets. She began to caress her left ass cheek, surprised at the arousal it stirred within her. After several moments she worked up her nerve and slapped her own ass. She found herself surprised further that after the sting mellowed, she felt something strange, yet familiar within her. After another moment of breast caressing, she slapped her ass again. This time, however,.