As the door is opened to admit the visitor ( assuming one has legitimate reason to call on the reclusive estate-holder), he or she are met by a tall b...runette woman, dressed? in modified butler's garb. But the androgenous clothing has been cut away at the breast, the underlying linen shirt only buttoning closed below the woman's? bosom, with the full glory of her 39-DD? orbs exposed to the guest.? This is but the first sign that the Baron populates his home with women who are? indentured into a. How the hell could he have predicted how she’d react to his declaration? The weekend crawled. On Friday night he went out with Frank and they got beautifully drunk, which took care of Saturday until he awoke after midday, went out for late lunch, then to a movie and then home where he slept soundly. Sunday was a complete wash-out and on Monday morning when jogging Jenni asked him had he and Sierra quarreled because for once she hadn’t mentioned him when they chatted on the phone, like for two. “Lori, I would like to ask if you could do me a favor?” My mom asked if Lori would babysit. I began to salivate at the trouble I could cause if my mom let Lori babysit me. Mandy and I would have to tag-team and find ways to torment Lori. I had already constructed a fairly elaborate plan where I would make it seem like Lori lost total control of the situation and let Buddy and Lewis trash the house while abusing her authority. I was already up to burning the whole house down and blaming it on. ”“So hot, Mistress,” she moaned between licks. “I love worshiping your ass. Right, Alison? We love it.”“We do,” groaned Alison, still fighting against my powers but unable to deny the commands I gave her. The Halo, integrated into my body, let me overwrite her brain waves or some sort of nonsense like that. I didn’t care how it worked.It just did.“We love worshiping your ass, Mommy-Mistress, and Mistress Janet’s ass.”Janet squealed. “Oh, Alison, you anal-whore! Oh, that’s it. Mmm, lick my ass..