They make really good clothes for my slave girls. But you don't have to sign anything. At least not if you meet my last condition. I hope you agree to... be my will-less slave? As such, you are entitled to no private property and therefore you can't keep anything.”„I promise I will always spoil you so that you forget every other woman. But I will not be your slave. And certainly not without will.” Selene said in a firm voice. She loved him, but she would certainly not become his slave. She had. I fell in love with my cousin Naomi at her party. She had just moved and held a party to celebrate her newly gained liberty. We were 22 at this time. We kissed in front of the guests and then shut ourselves in her bedroom and made love for the first time.Since then we love to fondle each other and to masturbate together. We are very horny and very hot. Always wet in our panties or pants because we touch all day long. Each time we are together, and that is almost always, we make love and try to. " Our backyard is gigantic -- it would probably take a week."There was a tap at the bedroom door and Kyra motioned for Mark to take it while she disappeared into her bathroom."I think I know who this might be..." Mark pulled the door open and a younger girl stood there."Hi Mark. What's the noise? Cool. Can I see them? Oh, hello." Hi there," I answered."Michelle, this is Roger from school, the cars are his. Roger this is The Brat, otherwise allegedly my younger sister Michelle or Shelly or Belly. She wanted to know if I liked him enough to go out on a date with him, if he had asked me to go out.Shyly, I admitted that I might, if there was not fear that he would find out my secret, and maybe beat me up or something like that. I was too much of a sissy to enjoy pain, I sighed as I admitted that I liked Jeff.She giggled and told me that I was the reason why he was there. She told me that she had found out when they were in their third year after unsuccessfully trying to set him up with.