And Brianna…John felt only sorrow about that wonderful girl, sorrow and love. She was a remarkable child, but it would appear she would always be a ...mute because of her mother’s victimization. John thought about that some more. Yes, Samantha was a victim. John knew there were people like Jeff, preying on the innocent then tossing aside the dried husks when they were through. John felt Samantha stir in his arms and he looked down at her. Slowly her eyes cracked open and she looked up at him. “You. Leaving us alone together even at the age of 16, was never a problem for them. We were downstairs in her families’ kitchen when I made my first move on her. I began to rub my hands on the bare skin of Sky’s legs. She pulled back and smiled at me. ‘Don’t you think we should kiss first?’ she suggested with a wink. ‘Oh, yeah, right.’ I replied sheepishly. For the first time in eleven years Sky and I really kissed. Then we kissed some more. We frenched, we snogged and we really kissed some more. By. ?Slave, what were your infractions again?? he asked.After Ann was able to control herself, she said ?I was a very bad, unthinking, slave girl because I used my Master?s equipment without asking his permission and because I was a self willed, contemptible, sorry excuse for a submissive woman because I felt proud wearing that outfit. I deserve my punishment,? she sobbed.?Do you think you have been properly punished for your transgressions, slave.??No, Master, I sense you feel I haven?t suffered. Was he casting a spell on me or was this something completely different? I honestly had no idea. In a way it scared me and then in a way it also intrigued me. When we reached the dance floor the music toned down to a slow one. He placed his hands at my waist and I placed mine around his neck. We danced for a few minuets before he spoke. “May I know your name?” he asked “Krys. And your Joe right?” I replied “Yes my name is Joseph but most people call me Joe, but you already knew that detail. May.