“You’d better be that good come Tuesday,” was all Evita said and departed.When her mistress’s car was lost to sight Sasha got to her feet, wen...t into the bedroom and looked at herself in the full length mirror. The rings were petite, the labial ring only an inch in diameter while the nipple rings were somewhat larger, bright gold and stood out to announce her station in life as that of slave, possession, sexual plaything.Sasha wanted to cry, but she had long ago used up all her tears. There was. They are”, said Eve in a different tone of voice. She put her hand on Helen’s mouth and wiped it with her fingers. “You had juices on your lips”, said Eve “Oh did I ?”, answered Helen looking surprised“You slut”, said Eve, trying to sound angry, but at the same time grabbing Helen’s asscheeks.Eve was still in her bra and thong. Seeing this, Helen quickly got rid of her skirt and blouse and the two women were just about to begin a little love dance when Helen suddenly pointed to their daughters.. "You forgot your receipt." he said with a smile as he sat down and closed the door. I was speechless as he moved his hand to the panties and pulled them from my lap. I was too shocked to protest when he grabbed my hand and moved it to the large bulge growing in his pants. Slowly he used my hand to unzip his pants then moved my hand inside his briefs to his cock. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was completely naked in a public place with my hand on the first dick I had ever touched. I wanted Him to tell me what to do, how to do it, and when to do it. More than anything, I wanted to serve Him. And I loved every moment of it. I would think to myself, “This is not who I am. This is not how I was raised.” Catholic school, straight A’s, rule-follower...on paper, it didn’t seem right. But none of that mattered. This “new me” made me feel comfortable in my own skin for once. I had always felt like I was missing something in my life and I was now learning what that was. He owned.