Do you understand?" Yes, Armand." Sharon paused a moment. "Do I have any say in this?" No." Armand continued rubbing her ass. "I plan to continue to a...sign the Wench to you as a helpmeet, except where it may conflict with her primary duties. You should consider her your sister in bondage -- perhaps develop a friendship. Lean on her, when you need support that you can't expect to get from me -- I'm sure she'll provide it. She apparently enjoys serving you. Now, let's watch the video, shall. Then he walked over and spinning me back around to face the table, he unzipped my miniskirt, letting it drop to the ground around my ankles. I stepped out of it while he untied the top of my halter top so my tits were freed and exposed to the others. The older black guy bent me forward onto the dining room table and spread my legs. He squatted behind me and without so much as a howdy-do, shoved two fingers into my wet cunt. I gasped at the suddenness, but immediately began moaning as he began. "I'm wearing stockings." Gentlydisengaging him from my neck, I turned for the first time to face him."Do you want to see them?" Oh yes ..." he breathed, then watched in awe as I pulled up my skirtand stretched out my legs so that he could get a full view. Careful notto gouge him with my heels, I brought my legs back down, then gentlyplaced his hand back on my stocking top. "No higher, remember?"He looked into my eyes, nodded, then suddenly brought his lips up tomeet mine. For a second I froze,. We call these ‘automated’ spells. By giving my defensive spells a very limited and focused awareness and decision-making ability, they become self-activating, and can act much more quickly and accurately than I can. They no longer need to waste power keeping a Shield all the way around me all the time. If someone shoots an arrow at me, I only really need a Force Shield a bit bigger than the arrow placed right in front of the arrowhead for a fraction of a second before it hits me. Only automated.