"Not yet. Remember, you need to learn to surrender." I whimper with need, but I subside for now. "That's a good girl" you praise me. "Don't you want ...to learn to be my slut?" "Yes," I pant in response. My reward is your tongue on my nipples again, this time accompanied by your grazing teeth. You nibble and suckle, nudge and nip until I'm positively writhing beneath you. My wrists are still pinned under your hand, your body is poised hovering over mine. "More! Please, I want more!" I breathe. . You are not to call me by my name or you'll be punished." Yes Ma'am," Lexi replied, her breakfast forgotten for the moment. "Are you going to let me go?" Of course. In fact what time do you have to be home?" By Two or my folks will start to wonder and may call Susan's house." We wouldn't want that. Now would we?" No Ma'am," Lexi replied, relaxing and digging into her food."Good," Georgia said. "Mr. Jones enjoyed you last night and would like to see you again for a real date. Would you like that. Who could that be?Sharon brushed past me as she walked to the door. Was she wearing perfume?She'd always hated it. But I had to admit she smelled very good. She openedthe door and greeted our friends Margaret and Nick. Margaret had been afriend of ours, but neither of us liked Nick. I'd always wanted to get hernaked, but she'd resisted my advances. She had no trouble getting naked forNick, though. He was a good-looking guy, but very narcissistic. Watched whathe ate, exercised and always wanted. They'd all left together, climbing into the soldier's transportvehicle, where other men and older boys sat hunched over in the metalmesh cage. Pap waved at us, trying to act like everything was going tobe just fine, but privately he was fairly sure the two of them would beCardie landfill by sundown, and he was wracked with fears over the kindof future me and Mam would be facing without them around to run thesmithy.He'd been right to worry. The years ahead were hungry ones for us, withfear our.