When l got home, Lyn had made a meal for us both and there was a bottle of wine on the table which meant my landlady was looking for a fuck later, l j...ust hoped it wouldn’t be till evening as l needed time to recover from the day l had at work. After the meal we sat on the sofa smooching which led to me getting Lyn’s milk filled tits out to begin sucking, she was still pumping them 3 times a day so there was always a good supply for only me now since Eric her husband died. We were soon naked. ”“My daughter?” Mortimer’s voice sounded hollow. Then his face split into a wide grin and he whooped.Which startled the baby and made her cry.There were some recriminations, but those passed as the baby was calmed. She told him what to do about the umbilical cord, and he wrinkled up his face at having to deal with the afterbirth, but we won’t go into more detail than that.Once the baby was washed and dried, Elizabeth, without any fear in her heart at all, placed the baby in Mortimer’s palm.. She knew that she would suffer any humiliation, subjugation, or pain, just to stay with him. She knew that he was sexually active as part of his job, but she hoped that she would not have to share him here at their home. At least not on a permanent basis. If he brought home any new slaves, then she would make their life more miserable then they could imagine. Master Peter was hers, and she was First Slave.Over in Brooklyn, Kara and Slave Carol were just finishing their dinner. Kara, who had. He said he has videoed a few of the girls at work and he would be honored if I was one of them. I said, 'no', but he gave me his business card saying to contact him if I changed my mind. The card read, Brad Forsythe, CEO , and it was at the largest corporation in town. Surprise! Tyler waved good-bye and yelled, "Now y'all be sure to come back and see us again soon." I left the party far more satisfied than I had imagined but with my head spinning with questions. Had I gone too far with this?.