We flirted and you flirted back. We encouraged you to share your intimacies with us. We groomed you. We d**gged you.You see we have a large empty livi...ng room. Minimalist decor. A wooden floor. There is a sofa and three large photos, blown up and framed on the three walls which don't have a window. A wide expanse of wooden floor. No carpets.You find that you are still wearing a simple white blouse and pearls. But beneath the waist: black panties, garter belt and stockings. They’re not yours, you. The fact that he was watching me taking a shower made me grab his crotch and feel his cock through his pants. “What… what are you doing?” Johnny got shocked, but he didn’t move away from me. I moved a little more closer, and tightened my grip on his crotch. “What happened? Isn’t it what you want?” I asked, as I slowly squeezed his cock. “Yes, No, I mean… you are my dad’s wife,” he said. “Yeah, but you never considered me as your stepmom. I have seen the lust for me in your eyes, though.”. It's easy to become a powerful figure on a planet with inferior knowledge and technology, and this was precisely what the Societal Conservation Board was set up to prevent. The cultures lowest social caste were slave girls. Slave girls were selectively bred for specific physiological and psychological traits. The slave-wardens of Acteon also developed a drug that the female slaves ingested with their meals, which affected their pleasure centers and made them quite docile and submissive at the. “That girl is somebody’s daughter,” I said, dramatically.She looked up at me.“Duh,” she said.“Maybe that girl is somebody’s sister,” I said, meaningfully.“I doubt he took these pictures,” she said, trying to be cute.“Hannah! Think about it! Look at her. She’s like, ‘Look at me, folks. See my pussy? It’s been fucked a bunch of times.’ And that means when her father or brother look at this they know that!”“She could still be a virgin,” said Hannah. “Just because she takes her clothes off doesn’t.