She will have to stay here at least until her child is weaned, and then she can decide if she wants to stay permanently.”The two women stared at him..., speechless.“Gwenllian,” he continued, “I understand you have inquired about staying here. Is that right? And if it is, why do you want that?”Gwennie recovered her wits sufficiently to nod, and to say, “It’s champion here. I don’t want to go back to having nothing after seeing all this.”“Did Princess Zubeydeh explain what that would involve?”“Yes.. One by one they demand that I clean their asses with my tongue. "We ran out of toilet paper", one says, "and we need you to clean our asses. Now get that tongue in there deep slave." I place my hands on one amazons muscular thighs and begin to probe her ass hole with my tongue and the others laugh out loud and mock me in a humiliating tone. By the time I'm done cleaning the last one my tongue is raw and I'm exhausted from the effort. They leave me lying on the floor, totally worn out from. Pressing the button he heard the chime from within and the sound of a electric lock clicking open. Pushing on the door as walked in, he saw a tall thin man behind the counter cleaning the glass counter top. Joe instantly recognised him from the club, Mike was a sub of a Domme. Joe heard a voice from behind a curtain call out, “Who is it, Mike?” “It’s Joe from the club, Mary,” Mike answered her. Soon a stunning tall red head emerged from behind the curtain, “Joe, what a surprise to see. Patrick grumbled but pulled out of Callia’s ass, redressed himself and headed for the stairs. ‘You do know that if my mom hadn’t left you and had had sex with you earlier, I could have been your daughter,’ Callia called after him. Patrick stopped short, turned and looked at her before he continued up the stairs. ‘Get her some fresh food, clean her up and bring her upstairs,’ Patrick told his brother before leaving the house. When he returned to the house an hour later, he sat down on the couch.