I knew it hasn't finished. He dragged Rose to the bathroom by pulling her hair and I followed. He wanted Rose to drink all of his urine too. When Rose... refused, Derek slapped her and forcefully urinated in her mouth. Rose was already in a mess. Crying and weeping. He dragged her again to the living room and asked her to start licking my pussy. He made sure that she licked my asshole till she could taste my shit. Rose was too new to such hardcore sex. But Derek was enjoying it and wanted Rose to. We thought it might bring in a little more money than 'housework' did last year." How much differently did you expect to be treated when you went to work as a slave rather than as a houseworker?" I didn't really think about it. It was a spur of the moment idea. Not much I suppose. Perhaps be ordered about a bit more, maybe made to wear a skimpy dress." I really hadn't considered how I would cope with the slave part of the offer."How would you feel if I said that I wanted to take the term slave. I was standing there stark naked, red in the face and panting for air, a hand against the wall for support, with my dangling cock coated white with spunk dribbling in little gobbets on the floor.)"Hello, darling," she said brightly; "lovely to see you home so early. And how is young Kylie?"I corrected her misapprehension. "Wendy, darling, we have a new recruit."She was intrigued. "Really? May I see?" Main bedroom," I told her and she disappeared upstairs while I made myself slightly less. "I figured that's what I would hear, but I needed to hearit from your sweet lips. Now the other, I'll call Mom whenwe get home and plan a visit." Do you want me to call her?" No, I'll do it. I need to. What's to eat?"We ate what Jamie had packed. Picked up our things andheaded home. As we were unloading the car, Jamie asked,"What are you going to say to her?" I don't know. I'll just play it by ear."I waited until the evening to call. "Hi Mom. How are you?" Great. We're both just great. How's.