"I just can't," she said. There were tears running down her face.I didn't speak but simply reached out and grabbed the bra between the cups, pulled it...from her body, and threw it on the floor with her sweater. Her tits were small. She probably wore a b-cup, but I liked them small anyway. She crossed herself with her hands trying to cover her nudity. "Put your hands at your sides," I told her.There was a male voice from the other room. "OH GOD." it screamed. "That's so GOOD." A steely look came. Throughout his shower, he can’t take his mind off Sandra and her tight little teen ass. He just can’t wait until the weekend and neither can his rock hard cock. With his mind on her, picturing the girl as she was naked on his living room floor, Leon starts stroking himself. It throbs hard in his hand while he moves it slowly up and down the length. The water plays across the tip and only seems to intensify the feeling he’s having.He can feel Sandra’s lips enveloping his member. Her tongue. My old body? It felt like ages ago, and I'm not even sure it wasreal. The cellar, the pain and need to obey is real.The man stopped drinking the tea and stood in front of me."Look at me." He ordered, and I raised my eyes. He is getting weight Ithought while looking at him passively."Do you recognize me?"I remain silent."You have to allow her to speak." You can speak now. Do you recognize me?" Yes, Master, I recognize you." Are you willing to be my slave and serve me?" Yes, Master, it will be. Annette saw and smiled.“You may serve the coffee in the study, Chloe my dear. And may I say how pretty you look tonight.”In the study Annette sat in her armchair, feet tucked underneath her, for all the world like a cat curled in comfort.“Tell me, Jacques, do you believe in love at first sight?”I responded with a definite affirmative, saying I had fallen in love at first sight at least twice.“There is no such thing; what you experienced was infatuation or lust. Love comes with time; the shared.