"So what do you think, do we have a deal?" she said.I couldn't believe what just happened. All I could do was nod my head yes. Jenny went back to work... I followed her back in a few minutes later after catching my breath and finished my beer. I paid the tab, wrote my cell phone number on the bill and left her a $100.00 tip.The following morning I received a text from Jenny at work. She told me that she had the evening shift and her classes were cancelled. Her parents were working and would not. “Goddamn it, you’re beyond delicious Eva. Does your husband do this for you?”“Not often,” I gasp.“Not often what?”I groan softly as his tongue reeks havoc on my snatch.“Not often Mr. Parker.”“That’s my good girl, when can you start working for Daddy?” he backs off and unbuttons his jeans, slowly allowing them to drop to his feet.“I need to give my notice at work so two weeks.”“You’re already unofficially working for me. I want to see you for at least an hour each night before you officially. A lovely white dress, with frill straps, and open bodice, showing off her ample breasts, and just enough cleavage to show her shape but still tasteful. I can make out the faint outline of her ample bottom, and her legs look long and muscular in the black stockings.Hansa looks almost like her sister. Also about 5’9”, Hansa is a bit leaner. Hansa is wearing a silver Salvar kameez, just showing off a bit of her athletic body. They have both had a couple glasses of wine while they waited for me to. She looked up at me blankly like the dumb bimbo cunt she was."Because when you curtsey for me you are showing me absolute submission;you are showing me your knickers because I own every inch of you." You are showing me that you understand your role and function aroundhere and that you know your place and what is best for you." DO YOU UNDERSTAND CUNT, NOW CURTSEY AND FLASH ME THEM PRETTY LITTLEWHITE KNICKERS SLUT."BILLYIt was difficult enough as it was just to walk in these heels but havingto.