This included my father, who had divorced her when I was two, because she was trying to fuck every man in the township we lived in, and my Dad never s...topped fucking her, even after she got remarried to a real asshole. My Dad fucked my Mom on the morning of the day she was getting married to the asshole and he took her in the ass, fucked her in the assholes bed and made my Mom give him a blow job before he left, which I captured on the brand new recorder my Dad had given me for the occasion,. It was getting late and I was exhausted, but the idea of finishing the day this awfully and going home was oddly atrocious. ‘Mr. Miles,’ The voice of my secretary was muffled by the speaker. ‘You have a visitor.’ I groaned out loud, walking over to my desk and holding down the blue button on the side. ‘Now’s not a good time, Arden.’ ‘He’s coming up to see you anyways.’ I cursed under my breath. The only person with big enough balls to convince Arden to give them keys to my office. "Is this one any good?" Sam called from the other side of the room holding up a dvd case. I kissed Kate's cheek quick and then made my way across the room to where Sam was still crouched at the movie shelves. She held an indie produced zombie apocalypse movie called 'til death'. I then went into a critical analysis explanation of the movie. More complicated then it should have been I guess, as she just stared at me, totally lost. I stopped, thought for a second, and replied simply,"The CGI. It was understood that she will look after my house now. Isha cooked, she cleaned, she pleased me at night and woke up early to get everything done. From calling her ‘bitch’, we shifted to collar her. I will roam around the house after dinner on her fours in the collar that I leashed her with.We had our disagreements and she would revolt sometimes. But somehow fucking her calmed her down. I will just tell her that I am dominant and she must be servile to me. She gave feminist arguments but I.