Sure, I'd still have to kowtow to Contessa and Lola, but that seemedto be the natural order down in the basement anyway. In one fell swoop Icould go f...om bottom bunk bitch to head of the free range sissies with twosex starved bitches to attend to my every dark desire...That's when I realized I didn't want to make anyone my bitch. Not that Iwanted to be their bitch...okay well maybe a little, but I'd rather havebeen their friend. I knew that if I beat them, I'd have to treat them ascruelly as. By the time I had locked the door, my wife and Laura were kissing hotly on the bed. I let them carry on and I started to kiss my way up Laura's leg until I found a very wet cunt which I lapped away at. She was going crazy as my wife licked her tits.We finished up with her straddling me and my wife sitting on my face - big orgasms all round. When we were all cuddling after, we suggested we have an evening out together the next night. She confided that she was being fucked on a regular basis by. Richard touched her on the shoulder, waved a hand in front of her face and snapped his fingers. Nothing. She didn’t move. His son Adam was playing his video game, frozen in place, with a kind of befuddled expression as if he had hit some particularly difficult part of the game. His young daughter Rebecca was upstairs and sound asleep, but frozen as well. He looked at his watch. The second hand wasn’t moving, as if the batteries had run dry. He peered outside and noticed his neighbor trying to. He stays with them for a while before locking them back into the room.Late in the day Bridget comes up to get me, so I point out the room with the Damsels while I explain my plan to her. She nods her agreement after we discuss it some more and make a few changes. While discussing the plan with Rob it undergoes some more modifications when he says, “Al, I’ve been watching the Slaver guards most of the day. I think the bulk of the guards on the walls are conscripts while those in the palace are.