He looked at his wife."Don't look at me bitch. He's your master now and you will do what he wants. Beg him to let you suck his cock." Beg me bitch," I...yelled at him, again slapping him in the face."I....I...want to suck your cock," he said quietly."Master," I said, slapping him harder. "And make me believe it." I want to suck your cock Master" he said, much louder and with enough emotion that it sounded like he really wanted to.I guided my cock towards his lips and pushed. "Suck it, slave." I. "Yes ... I understand. You're attracted to me. You've already told me that several times. I believe you," she said looking directly at me. "I guess what you really want to know is if I'm attracted to you. Isn't that what you mean?" Yeah ... that's exactly what I mean," I said with a sense of relief. At least it was now out in the open and I didn't have to keep beating around the bush.She must have seen my shoulders sag and the tension drain out of me because she had a big smile on her face and. ..Ok, Thank you Mark. Good morning Marco. Good morning sleepyhead it’s 10AM. Did you eat anything for breakfast yet. Yes, I had a bowl of cereal and OJ as he lifts up his glass. Good job buddy as I walk to the kitchen for some OJ as I waited a good 10 minutes before walking back into the room. As I walked to the bathroom the door was locked so I walked back to the kitchen to prep to cook some eggs. Marco you want some eggs? Sure I will have some as Maria comes out in a black silk robe. Good. She felt at odds with the conflict between wanting to remain with her companions where for the very first time in her life she felt wanted, needed, loved, and true friendship, and what she knew she must do; find her sister before she turned thirteen."Isabel? Isabel, wake up! I asked if you needed help carrying the fruit. Are you all right? Isabel?" Claire's concerned voice finally snapped Isabel out of her thoughtful trance."Claire... Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't hear you my mind was someplace.