She looked good enough to eat. She gave me a hug and a kiss on the lips as I entered the shop. If she noticed my hard-on she didn't let on. I certainl...y noticed her full breasts pressing against my chest and the firmness of her fresh from the gym body. The hug seemed a little longer than usual and the kiss a little more passionate than a grandmother gives a grandson. Maybe it was just her excitement and relief of me coming to her rescue. I found it particularly erotic when she wiped her lipstick. “With who?” I was shocked.Waverly turned her head as we ran towards the nearest wall and gave me a look like it was none of my business.“Once was with Lewis. He did a good job cleaning my room,” Waverly said she couldn’t remember who the other one was.“That boy you met at the pool?” Stacy asked.“Oh yeah, there was a boy I liked at the pool,” Waverly remembered like it was a trivial matter who she had sex with.“Let’s rewind,” I reminded them that Lewis was one of their brothers. “You have sex. She shook her head and murmured in my mouth. I kept on kissing her and then slowly made her sit on the sofa, and I kneeled in between her legs, with right hand moved it towards her blouse hooks, which were in the front. When I was removing her hooks, she was looking into my eyes as she was scared of Consequences. I convinced her that it will be ok and our lil secret and she should enjoy it fully without any worries. I even told her that I won’t do anything else without her consent. I removed. As she passed by elegant artwork and opulent furnishings, slaves prostrated themselves in her wake. All were nude per her command. The Mistress determined that as a slave was beneath her station and owned by her, they had no rights, including the right to clothing or any other furnishings. They existed only to serve her and her only. This knowledge and confidence allowed her walk arrogantly through her vast estate, enjoying what was due royalty by fault. Her recent thoughts and the.