"Loren," Auntie said, "Jeanette needs attention. Would you help her,please?" Oh yes, Auntie," he said. And the little wimp was on his knees in frontof... me. He had my panties down to my knees in a microsecond and before Icould protest, he had my skirts up and my cock in his mouth. He wassucking it as if he had the clap and it was a penicillin lollipop. Loren was an excellent cocksucker!"He's very good, isn't he, Jeanette?"I could only grunt affirmatively. Wow. Better than Auntie."He's never. She said, “My husband is in Chennai and I live with my baby of 8 months.” I thought it must be tough for her. I said,” Why don’t we celebrate your birthday together?”She said, “Why would you do that?” I said because “You look prettier when you are smiling. I want to make you smile.” She asked, “what can you do to make me smile?” I said ” Anything”.We exchanged numbers and that evening I took her to a bar cum restaurant in the city. Things happened so fast that I doubted my steps. I had no idea. The apex slave has more privileges than the common slave, is often considered the right hand of the Master, and helps with the task of keeping the other slaves in line. The apex slave is chosen due to her strength of character, her resourcefulness, and most importantly, her loyalty to her Master, for an apex slave is still a slave. These top slaves will often become the wife of the Master. The Society does not believe in regular courtship where the woman is treated as an equal. Bondage is their. I found Jan at the table just beginning to attack a roast beef sandwich that looked fantastic and the first thought that popped in my head was ‘I want that one’. So, without so much as a hello I whispered our one word, Scrava. Jan immediately froze and fixed her eyes on me. There was no sense of any emotion in her them. She was simply waiting for instructions. Jan, that sandwich looks good. Give it to me. Without hesitation she handed it over and I dove in. It was every bit as good as it.