I was very excited about going to work and the time seemed to pass very slowly.However finally the time came, and as I went into the employee entrance... I turnedto the right and went to the door of the locker room for the girls and slippedthe envelope containing the slave contract I had signed under the door. I couldhear the sound of tearing paper and guessed whoever was there was opening theenvelope to check that a signed contract was inside. It took all the will powerI had not to push the. Then she had rolled over, grabbed me and pulled me into another of her searing kisses. After that things got pretty hot and fashion shows and unpacking were forgotten for a considerable period of time.Later that day when once again she was eating at my place, I asked how she felt about the steamy session of making out that had gone on in the afternoon.She had looked at me and giggled and said that she thought it was obvious what she thought about it. She certainly had not complained at my. With my raging hard on pulled out through the leg opening of my shorts, I began jacking off while watching you masturbate. Your eyes were glued on my hand fevorishly pumping my thick 8" cock. Then, unable to hold back any longer, you leaned back and shot a long hard stream of hot juices my direction. Your squeals echoed through the empty car. One long hard squirt followed another as you came several times. You sat there panting, tits heaving with each deep breath. Each time your fingertips. As my concubine, if I promise to let you have tits, I have to keep my word. It’s binding as with a free agent even after you become my property. It’s a strange quirk in the law, since you’re not chattel and able to make binding agreements until the transfer of ownership from yourself to me,” Hirsch explained to her.“I’ve never really owned myself, whatever the law says. Mom said that I had to dress like her so that no one would try to snatch me away, kidnap me and take me to the colonies, which.