She had to keep a pager with her at all times, and was required to be there within a half our of any page. She had to come over to clean his house, to...p to bottom, twice a week. And she turned over half her gross paycheck to him every month.She endured his loveless fucking and constant abuse quite well, but I thought her slavery to him should be more complete.Why do you only turn over only half your paycheck?Cause Sir, half is barely enough for me to live on. I want to give him more, I would. “Hey, mind if I join you?” Vennoa said. Without waiting for a reply, she sat on the stool opposite the human.“Huh? Wha— sure,” the human replied. From the slurring of his speech, Vennoa was certain she had found the right target.Vennoa locked eyes with Miri, the barmaid of this tavern, and nodded slightly. Miri quickly walked over with a few mugs of ale.“Here you go, sir.” Miri said as she placed another round of ale in front of the human. She bent over in a suggestive manner to pick up the. ”Another amber-dark goblet came.“Have you been fucked today, slave?” enquired Melissa, sipping slowly this time.“Y-Yes...sss... Mistress...twice by... by Cassim... once by H-Hans...”Melissa smiled a slow smile, showing even white teeth.“Lucky girl,” she said.“Yes... M-Mistress... ”“Two nice big cocks, eh?”“Y-Yes... Mistress... ”“You like a big cock up you, don’t you, Julia?”“Yer... esss... y-yes ... sss... Mistress...”“Good. I’ll see that you get it. Often.” Again that slow smile. Julia. Not in a sexual way, or indeed in any way that could threaten her marriage to Dave, but like an older brother perhaps. She wanted him to be happy. She knew George's daughters had been urging him to date; Helen had been dead for nearly 10 months now and given the nature of the disease that killed her, there could have been no sex for at least twice that time if not longer.But he hadn't dated. She had herself invited eligible singles over the last couple of times George and Colin had visited -.