"At this point, it became clear that Sher was going to do whatever I ordered her to do, but only because I ordered it, and that conflicted me. I wante...d my sister to enjoy this new sexual foray to places unknown.Needless to say, she gagged a little when my penis tickled the back of her throat hollow, so I had to slow down.When I pulled back, Sher was obviously relieved that she wouldn't have to swallow my load, so I asked her to finish me by hand so she could witness an orgasm.She was icky about. “It took you long enough” she gasped “I’ve been throwing myself at you for the last week”.She stepped back a couple of steps, raising her hands to her shoulders and slipping the straps outwards allowing the dress to fall and pool around her waist.“Beautiful, fucking beautiful. I love them” I gushed, commenting on her full rounded breasts and their hard little red nipples each surrounded by a large lighter pink areole.She stepped forward again, taking my hand and placing it on her left breast.. .. I deal with this 'in house' so to speak."I paused to let that idea sink in. She looked up again and this time there was the hint of puzzlement in her eyes."As I have already told you I am a Mistress and, I like to believe, highly regarded as a trainer of slaves. I buy young fresh girls and turn them into obedient house slaves and sex toys for the rich. I only sell to those I trust and I pride myself that all my girls live a fulfilled life."I paused again to allow her to absorb this new. The water wheel was turning freely now that the pond had filled. It was time to set the generator in place and hook it to the water wheel. I tested the shut off to stop the water wheel a few times to be sure it worked and had a fail-safe built in. We hooked up the generator and put a small load on it. Things were going fine.Shirley and I were very happy and we both enjoyed having Janice living with us. She seemed to feel better about herself and began to kid us about our shows of affection. She.