"Oh you don't need to do any explaining to me!" She winks at me, which just makes me more embarrassed and frustrated. "Are the dishes all done Nellie?..." Yes ma'am, I washed all of them earlier and did your laundry," I respond dutifully. I don't want her to have any hint that I'm plotting against her."Good. Well then come here, take all these bags, and bring them into your room. They're my present to you, my slutty, sissy, big butted, perky titted, little slavegirl." She says to me, as though she. He snaked his hand into the hair at the nape of her neck and bite her lip as he kissed her. She moaned and turned her body around to face him. He grasped her firm butt and pulled her even closer to him. From there he ran his fingers up her back and to her tits. With every new touch she whimpered a little. He instinctively became more aggressive. He rolled on top of her massaging her breast in his hand and kissing and nibbling her neck. He was getting harder every second and he had yet touch her. "Jim, he's so frustrating. When I want to fuck, he's so predictable. All he wants is for me to suck his cock, make me lie on my back, stick it in, bounce like a rabbit and spunk up me. It lasts for barely a fucking minute and I'm left climbing the walls with frustration. I suggested tonight that, before we fuck, he return the compliment and go down on me. But, no, he said that was disgusting and stormed out".I thought, my god, he sounds like his mother. She wouldn't even contemplate putting my. I had work to do.Not a paying job, of course, with Spook looking after us I had no need to generate income. He'd actually set up a stock portfolio, about $30 million of well-diversified securities, growth mixed with income-producing. That was to be my traceable source of income, visible to IRS and anybody else who cared to check. And in cases of need there'd be more available, virtually unlimited as Lisa had said.My real work, for as long as he needed or wanted, would be Spook himself. He had,.