The other girls were brought in and they questioned my new slaves. On deeper questioning we found that some had skills I could use. Not all were assoc...iated with the military but some were. One happened to be the chief armourer for a mob family.When I finished with the men, they appeared normal. They saw me as their rightful king. They would do what I wanted until I sent them home one day. Their conditioning would gradually fade and I would have to renew it in a few years. In the mean time, I. "What do youmean by a trade?" He asked, his cute little girl voice ringing his earsreminding him of the gravity of the situation. He was starting to get apretty good idea what they wanted him to trade for the key."Well," the boy began, "Sticks here," he pointed to a smaller boy, "Itold him that boys have a hot dog and girls have the bun, but he don'tbelieve me. Suppose you show us what's in your underwear and I'll giveyou the key. Maybe you can even show us how a hot dog fits in yourbun." He. I was gazing out side when I noticed to figuresstanding at out gate. They were standing very close and it was easy torecognize Jan and John but what happened next reallygot me fired up. Jan suddenly lent over closer andbegan kissing John. Already at boiling point my ragereally started to boil over but then as the kisslingered on I noticed something strange happening.Instead of feeling anger I was starting to get turnedon. They broke away for a second or two then their lipsmeet again. I started. I was the happiest of them all and started enjoying her curves from a close distance and classes at my college used to get over by noon and I used to be back home every afternoon. Although she was taking care of our family well, she was very shy with me and we talked very less. My body would automatically get hot and my dick was making a tent in my pants whenever she passed close to me; Although I was craving for tons and tons of sex with my sexy sister, I had never made any sort of move since.