The First Visit
An evangelistic family consisting of husband, wife, and their teenage daughter walk purposely up to Marcus’ door on a Saturday afternoon. Both women briefly brush down stray hairs while the husband rings the doorbell. Marcus opens the door and likes what he sees. The wife and daughter are obviously related. Both are attractive, tall and physically fit with nice breasts and hips. They have the same color of dark brown hair. Marcus quickly decides to have some fun with them.
Marcus spends his time working on inventions. His newest device is a “trance inducer”. The trance inducer looks like a pocket flashlight. It does actually produce light. More precisely, it produces a 10-seond burst of special light pulses. These pulses are in a narrow beam that can be aimed at only one person. The trance inducer doesn’t work beyond about 3 feet. The 10-second pulse puts the target into a highly suggestible trance. The target will accept much more radical suggestions than would be possible under normal hypnosis. This trance lasts about 30 seconds. The target doesn’t remember seeing the light or being in a trance, but still obeys the suggestions.
Marcus holds his trance inducer in his left hand as he steps out onto the front porch. This hand is at his side with the trance inducer aimed upwards at the wife. As he moves forward to shake the husband’s hand, he steps lightly on her toe. As expected, she looks down at her foot and Marcus activates the trance inducer. It has a narrow beam and the sun is bright so her family doesn’t notice the flashing lights. During the 10 seconds it takes to fire, Marcus shakes the husband’s hand. When she is deeply entranced, Marcus turns to the wife. “Wait quietly and then answer my questions”.
Marcus doesn’t expect any resistance from her. “Wait quietly while the men talk” is a familiar concept from her conservative church background. “Be helpful and answer all of the person’s questions” fits with why they are going door to door in the first place.
Marcus turns back to the husband before anyone can wonder too much about what just went on. He starts to fill the next few moments while the trance inducer recharges. “Now some questions for you. I guess I should start with introductions. I am Marcus. What is your name?”
“Duncan, Duncan Jones. This is my wife Rachel and our daughter Lauren.”
“Good to meet you, Duncan. These pamphlets are information about your church, correct?”
“Yes, we are trying to bring the good news to people in this neighborhood.”
“Where is the church that you and your family attend?”
“It is a small church near here. If you go down your street that way and turn left on 24th then you will see it on your right.”
“How far down 24th is it?”
“It is about a half mile.”
“That is pretty close. Where do you live? You must live close by, since you walked here. I don’t think that I have seen you around before, however.” Marcus is sure that he would have remembered seeing either of these two lovelies before.
“Actually, we have walked from...”
Marcus really doesn’t want to be talking with this guy. Since his trance inducer has had enough time to recharge, he can end the conversation. Marcus pulls his left hand up to his chest with the trance inducer aimed at Duncan. The movement causes Duncan to look down. Marcus activates the trance inducer and waits 10 seconds for it to finish. “When I say to, you will to leave and go on about your usual business alone. Your wife and daughter will be staying but that isn’t a problem. The whole situation is perfectly normal and you won’t worry.”
Rachel looks worried. She makes some attempts to say or do something but can’t help Waiting Quietly. Marcus notices her shifting around. “Rachel, just keep waiting quietly. I will be ready to ask you questions in a moment.” Marcus waits for a response but Rachel just stares at him. “Nod if you understand.” Rachel’s head jerks up and down once.
Lauren is rapidly becoming concerned. “What is happening? Is everything all right?” She waits for a response. Rachel looks at her but can’t express her vague doubts while Waiting Quietly. All she can do is shrug. Lauren then turns to her father. “Dad, what is going on?”
Duncan is just coming out of his trance. “What honey? Say that again.” Lauren’s voice is getting more and more agitated. “Dad, something is weird. Everyone is acting strange. Are you OK?” She glances at her Mom, who is struggling to say something again. “Is Mom OK?”
Duncan smiles reassuringly. “Of course everything is OK. Your Mom and I are both just fine. There is nothing to worry about.”
Lauren doesn’t look reassured and starts to tug on her Mom’s arm. “Mom, what is the matter?”
Duncan tries again, “Lauren, calm down. You are over-reacting. You are probably just too hot and tired from being in out in the sun so long.”
Lauren stares at him for a moment and then goes back to tugging on her Mom’s arm. Marcus reaches out to touch Lauren’s shoulder lightly. She is startled and jumps before looking around at him.
Marcus has the trance inducer aimed at her face and activates it. When it is finished entrancing her, Marcus programs her now pliant mind. “You want to be a good girl. Good girls are obedient. As long as you are on my property, you must obey me. You desperately want to obey me so that you can be a good girl.”
Marcus thinks that this approach fits with her conservative religious upbringing well enough to give him nearly unlimited control. Her desire to be good will allow him to make her do bad things.
Marcus pauses a moment for Lauren’s trance to end. “Go inside and wait for further instructions.”
With a cheerful “Sure”, Lauren slips past Marcus and into the house.
Marcus holds out his hand to shake Duncan’s. “Go on now and be back in one hour.”
“Alright.” Duncan shakes Marcus’ hand. “It was good to meet you. Thanks for taking time to talk with us.” Duncan heads toward the house across the street; staying off the grass of course.
Marcus turns to Rachel. He is curious to see how her mind interpreted his ‘off the cuff’ instructions. “What is your name?”
“Rachel Anne Jones. What are you...”
“Hush. Wait quietly when you are not answering my questions.” Rachel frowns but stops talking.
“What is your daughter’s name?”
“Lauren Renee Jones”
“How old is Lauren?”
“17 years old.”
“How old are you, Rachel?”
“36 years old.”
“How long have you been married to him?” Marcus gestures towards Duncan across the street.
Marcus decides to see how far his vague suggestion will make her go. “How often do you and your husband have sex?”
Rachel blushes and clenches her hands into fists. After a brief internal struggle her hands go limp at her sides. “About once a month.”
“Does he want to have sex more often?”
“I don’t know.” Marcus raises his eyebrows, obviously expecting to hear more. “We are both so busy that once a month is about all we can find time for.”
Marcus is having fun. Even if she “breaks” out of the previous command, his trance inducer is re-charged by now. “So, you and your husband got married about a year before you all had Lauren, correct?”
Rachel’s face turns bright red. She tries to cover her mouth with her hands but they end up quivering by her chin. “Lauren was born 11 months after Duncan and I got married.”
Marcus is puzzled by her behavior and answer. She could have just said “correct”. Then Marcus has an inspiration. “Rachel, is your husband Lauren’s biological father?”
Rachel gasps and looks stricken. She drops her chin to her chest and covers her face with her hands. She shudders a moment, then shakes her head “no”.
“Does Duncan know this?”
She shakes her head “no” again.
Marcus is elated. He could blackmail her into doing all sorts of stuff based on this information alone. Adding in the trance inducer should give him nearly unlimited control
“Rachel?” She doesn’t move or look up. “Rachel, look at me.” She shakes her head “no”. “Rachel, you need to look at me to answer the next question.” That brings her face up in time to see the trance inducer hovering inches from her eyes. All of the animation leaves her face as the lights begin flashing into her brain. After 10 seconds, her mind is empty and waiting to be filled.
“You will do absolutely anything to keep me from telling Duncan about this. This makes you my willing and obedient slave from now on. You will never hesitate or question my orders. You will always obey me.”
After a few more seconds, the glazed look leaves her eyes. She looks at Marcus imploringly. “I don’t know why I just told you that. I’ve never told anyone that. Please, please don’t tell my husband. It was just a stupid mistake. I didn’t realize that the punch was spiked and then I was too drunk. He would never understand. I’ll do anything if you will just keep this a secret.”
Marcus raises a quizzical eyebrow, “Will you really do anything I ask?”
“Yes.” She drops her eyes to his feet. “What do you want me to do?”
“I am about to give you some very basic commands that will rule your life from now on. I want to be sure that you understand me so repeat each command back to me in your own words, beginning now.”
He stares at her for a few seconds until she catches on. “I will repeat your orders to show my understanding.”
“Good. Call me Master when we are alone or with just your daughter.”
“I will call you Master in private situations.”
“If I don’t specify how long a command is to last, then it lasts until the next time you fall asleep.”
“Commands expire when I fall asleep unless you say otherwise.”
“All of the commands I am giving you now, including the first three, are permanent.”
“Everything you tell me to do now lasts forever.”
“Never try to harm me or my property and do your best to protect me and my property from harm.”
“I will always protect Master and his possessions.”
“You are my possession, which means?”
“I can’t try to harm myself.”
“Correct. Be loyal to me and keep my secrets.”
“I will never betray Master.”
“Always tell me the complete truth and volunteer any information you think that I might want to know.”
“I can never lie to or hide things from Master.”
“I want you always ready to serve me, so never try to avoid me or hide from me.”
“I must always be available to serve Master.”
“I need to be able to contact you whenever I want.”
“I must make sure Master can contact me at any time.” She digs in her purse for paper and a pen. “Here is my cell phone number, my home phone number, my email address and my street address Master. I will let you know about any changes immediately.” After printing carefully, she hands the paper to Marcus.
“If you come across a way to escape my control, then inform me as soon as you can and immediately do your best to make any escape impossible.”
“I must stop any escape attempts before they start.”
“I am finished with your permanent standing orders for now. Come inside with me.” Marcus pulls open the screen door and steps back inside his front door.
Rachel follows. “I’m coming, Master.”
Marcus closes his front door and turns to find Rachel standing next to Lauren.
“Lauren.” She meets his gaze with a bright smile. He can see that she is eager to be a Good Girl. “While you are on my property, you will refer to me as ‘Sir’.”
She straightens up to attention. “Yes Sir.”
“You and your Mom are going to spend the next hour serving me in any way that I desire. I order you to cooperate with anything your Mom or I do.”
Marcus takes a moment to walk around his new toys. Both are wearing what must be their Church clothes. Both have on a silky, long sleeved blouse that is buttoned all the way up to the neck. From the waist down each wears a mid-calf length skirt, hose, and flats. Rachel’s outfit is burgundy and Lauren’s is navy blue. Marcus runs his hand from the back of Rachel’s head down to her butt and gives each cheek a squeeze. She stiffens but doesn’t move.
Marcus steps around in front of Rachel and pulls off his belt. It is a woven belt, so it can be buckled anywhere along its length. He fastens the belt snugly around Rachel’s neck. He keeps the free end in his right hand. “This is your leash. While you are wearing it, you must obey anyone holding your leash. You are not allowed to remove your leash.”
“I must obey my leash-holder.”
“Good. Now stop repeating my orders back to me. Oh, and while you are wearing your leash, don’t speak unless spoken to.”
Marcus tugs the leash and Rachel stumbles forward. He grabs Lauren’s right hand in his left hand and then leads them both forward into the house.
Once in the living room, Marcus drops Rachel’s leash and stands both women facing each other. “Each of you remove the other’s blouse.” Working around Rachel’s leash slows Lauren down enough to finish a few seconds after her own blouse is gone. Both have on plain tan bras designed to minimize cleavage and bust size. Marcus’ eyes light up at the prospect of larger breasts than he had first expected.
“Alright ladies, hands over your head like you are hanging from the ceiling by your wrists.” All four of their hands snap up towards the ceiling. Lauren also goes up onto her toes and sways slightly. Marcus can almost see her dangling from the ceiling with only the tips of her toes touching the floor. Rachel has followed his instructions but hasn’t put in any extra effort.
“Very good Lauren.” Marcus slaps her butt playfully. She beams and tries to look over her shoulder at him. She maintains the illusion of dangling while slowly spinning to face him. Marcus caresses her face briefly, making her nuzzle his hand. Then he slaps her butt again playfully and she “swings” herself away from him.
Marcus steps behind Rachel and begins running his hands all over her chest and belly. Gradually he focuses more and more on her breasts. He ends by trying to pinch her nipples erect, but her industrial strength bra defeats his efforts.
“Both of you bring your arms down to your sides and face each other again.” The women look relieved to have their tired arms down. “Lauren, take off your bra and give it to me.” She quickly unclasps the back and slides the bra down her arms. When it gets to her hands, she passes it to Marcus. She looks embarrassed and starts to cover her breasts with her hands.
Marcus knew that she would show some hesitation at some point. “Lauren, I don’t want you to hid your breasts. I would like you to caress them and get your nipples erect.” A glance at the bra’s tag shows that it is a size 34-D “minimizer”.
He glances back at Lauren and finds a much less erotic sight than he was expecting. She is squeezing each breast like an elastic stress ball and looking distressed. “Lauren?” Her hands stop and she looks over at him. “Do you have any idea what I want you to do?”
“No Sir. Not really.” She hangs her head, looking mortified. She knows that she can’t be a Good and Obedient Girl if she can’t understand what he wants her to do.
“Have you ever masturbated?”
She looks up, shocked. “No, Sir! Of course not! That would be immoral.”
Marcus has been mentally preparing his response to this sort of resistance since he first programmed her. He steps up so close to her that her breasts brush his shirt with each breath. “Lauren, while you are here you must obey me, right?”
“Obeying me makes you a Good Girl, right?”
“Being a Good Girl by obeying me can’t be immoral. You can’t be a Good Girl and be immoral at the same time, can you?”
“No Sir.” She looks puzzled.
“Anything that you do here while obeying me is not immoral even if it would be immoral anywhere else.” Lauren looks stunned as her brain tries to process this. “Most of the time, undressing in front of a man you have never met before so he can touch you would be immoral. Would it be immoral to undress in a doctor’s office for an examination?”
“Correct. The doctor’s office is a special situation and the usual rules about immoral behavior don’t apply.” Lauren is nodding with growing comprehension. “Here on my property is another special situation. Anything you do while obeying me IS the right thing to do. You cannot be immoral as long as you are obeying me. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir, I think so.”
“Rachel, would you know what to do if I told you to touch your breasts in a sexual way?”
“Oh, what would you do?”
“I would touch them the way my husband touches them when we...” she glances to see if Lauren is listening then drops her voice to a whisper “…make love.”
Marcus chuckles, which makes Rachel blush. He looks over his shoulder. “Lauren, name something that I could tell you to do that would wrong or immoral.”
“Sir, nothing I do is wrong or immoral if I am obeying you.” She looks smug because she knows the correct answer to this tricky question.
“Very good, Lauren.” Marcus reaches over and pats her cheek. “Now, since being good by obeying me is so very important, can you think of any command I could give that you would not obey?”,
Lauren ponders this for a moment and then smiles. “I can’t think of anything, Sir. I will be a Good Girl and obey you no matter what.” She looks proud of herself for figuring out both questions.
“I’m glad to hear it. You are a very good girl.” Lauren beams.
“Lauren, hand me your Mother’s bra. Actually, hand me her bra and her skirt.”
“Yes Sir”. Lauren wants to obey as quickly as possible to make up for her earlier hesitation. She steps close enough to her Mom that their breasts touch as she reaches around and unclasps Rachel’s bra. Next she quickly unzips her Mom’s skirt and squats down as she pulls it to the floor. She gives her Mom a questioning glance and Rachel steps out of her skirt. Lauren hops back up and quickly places the garments into Marcus’ outstretched hand.
Rachel fights the urge to cover herself with her hands. After what happened when Lauren tried to cover her bare breasts, Rachel correctly assumes that modesty is not allowed.
Marcus notes that Rachel’s bra is also a size 34-D “minimizer”.
He pauses a moment to compare his new toys. Rachel is standing with her hands at her sides. She is looking at the floor and obviously trying to resist a strong urge to cover herself. She has on plain white cotton panties under her panty hose. She stepped out of her shoes along with her skirt, so she is wearing only the panties and hose. Her breasts are magnificent. Wearing heavy duty bras has done an amazing job of keeping gravity at bay. Her nipples and areola make a nice dark contrast with her pale skin.
Marcus turns his attention to Lauren. She is facing him. She topless but still dressed from the waist down. She is so eager for her next command that she can’t quite hold still. This produces some delightful jiggling in her wonderful breasts. Her breasts are the most perfect Marcus has ever seen. Despite their more than adequate size, they have no sag at all. They almost seem to hover in front of her chest. Her skin is smooth and pale, without blemish. Marcus stands and stares in awe for a long time.
“Lauren, take off your Mother’s hose and add them to the pile of clothes on the sofa.”
Lauren grabs the waist band of her Mother’s panty hose and pulls quickly down. This pulls Rachel’s panties down partially off of her hips. This reveals some dark brown pubic hair and most of her well shaped rear end. After getting the hose all of the way off, Lauren helpfully pulls her Mother’s panties back into place.
Marcus smiles. “Lauren, grab the end of your Mother’s leash.” Lauren quickly complies. “Rachel, get down on your hands and knees.” Rachel suspects what is coming but still promptly drops down on all fours.
Marcus pats Rachel’s head. “You are going to play the role of an obedient doggie. You are not allowed to speak. You will respond to the name ‘puppy’. Lauren is going to train you to do doggie tricks while I leave the room for a few moments. When I come back, she will have you perform for me.”
Marcus leaves to fetch his digital camera and his video camera with a tripod. He returns to find Lauren practicing with her “pet”. Marcus sets up the video camera and starts it recording. Rachel looks at the video camera with trepidation while Lauren smiles.
“Lauren, let me take some pictures of you and your puppy.”
“Sure.” She turns to her Mom. “Sit puppy.”
Rachel sits her rear end down onto her heels and looks forlornly at the camera. Lauren stands up straight facing the camera with her bare chest thrust out proudly.
Marcus snaps some photos from different angles, including some nice rear views. Once he is satisfied, he looks up at Lauren. “Show me the tricks your puppy can do.”
“Yes Sir. Up puppy.” Rachel gets up on her knees with her hands in the air in front of her bare breasts. Marcus takes some more pictures. The flash makes Rachel’s eyes water.
“Down puppy.” Rachel lies down on her belly on the floor.
“Roll over.” Rachel rolls onto her back with hands and knees in the air.
Marcus holds up his hand. “Make her stay that way.”
Lauren firmly says, “Stay puppy.”
After taking a few more pictures of both women, Marcus kneels down next to Rachel and begins stroking her belly in gentle circles. He gradually makes the circles larger as his hands move farther and farther up her chest. When his hands get to her breasts, he pauses to gently knead and fondle. Rachel keeps her expression neutral and stays still like the good puppy she is. Slowly Marcus’ caresses and gentle pinches make her nipples react and harden. Once her nipples are sticking out firmly, he moves his right hand back down her belly. While his left hand continues to work on her breasts, his right rests on the outside of her panties. He begins making gentle circles around her clit. After a few moments of this, Rachel begins making quite sounds in the back of her throat as a sensuous warmth begins to spread outward from his touch. Marcus slides his hand inside her panties and applies his finger directly to her clit, rubbing it more firmly. Rachel begins to squirm slightly and the sounds in her throat gradually become moans of pleasure. She unconsciously begins panting. Once she is very aroused, Marcus withdraws both hands and turns to Lauren.
“Have your puppy get back up on all fours.”
Rachel gives a frustrated moan but obeys.
“Lauren, take off your skirt and hose”. While she does this, Marcus removes Rachel’s panties, leaving her completely nude except for her leash. Soon Lauren is wearing only her pink cotton panties. “Lie down on your back with your head between puppy’s front legs.” Marcus arranges the women in a classic “69” position with Lauren on the bottom.
Marcus quickly removes his pants and boxers. He kneels behind Rachel and inserts a finger to see if she is wet enough. Satisfied, he lines up his erection and slides inside her. Rachel grunts briefly as he bottoms out. Lauren’s eyes get huge as she watches all of this happen a few inches above her face. Marcus begins moving in and out slowly. He reaches around and begins caressing and tugging on Rachel’s breasts.
“Lauren, watch how I am touching her breasts.”
“Now, begin caressing your breasts the same way.”
“Oh!” she gulps, “yes Sir.”
Marcus leans around Rachel to watch Lauren. She caresses her breasts stiffly at first but gradually becomes more enthusiastic as her nipples react to their first taste of this sort of pleasure. Her eyes close as she focuses her attention on her enjoyment.
Marcus moves his left hand to Rachel’s hip and his right hand to her clit. Rachel closes her eyes and moans.
“Lauren, look at where I am touching her now.”
It takes Lauren a moment to re-focus her attention and then she gasps, “Yes Sir.”
Marcus gives Lauren a moment to watch him stroke her Mom’s clit while he slides his erection in and out.
“Lauren, I want you to find the same spot on yourself and begin rubbing it however feels best to you.”
Lauren continues to play with her breasts with her left hand as her right hand slides down inside her panties. It takes her a few moments to establish a good rhythm stroking herself. Her eyes become glassy and then slowly roll up in her head as the pleasure builds.
Meanwhile, Rachel has built to a climax. She throws her head back and begins gasping “Ah, Ah, Ah” in time with the spasms of pleasure rolling through her body. Once her orgasm passes, she drops her head down limply.
After riding through Rachel’s climax, Marcus gradually begins speeding up and going deeper with each thrust. He continues to watch Lauren as she gradually builds to her own orgasm. She begins to squirm more and more as her arousal builds. Finally, she throws her head back, lifts her hips up off of the floor and cries out incoherently as her very first orgasm overwhelms her mind. This sight pushes Marcus over the edge. As he fires into Rachel, he firmly rubs her clit and whispers, “Cum now” into her ear. Her body spasms a second time and milks Marcus dry.
Marcus lets the women rest a moment while he turns off the video camera and stows it away. When he returns, he redresses and then takes some photos of their sweat-stained bodies.
“Lauren, stand up. I have more instructions for you.”
She replies “Yes Sir,” while getting up to stand with Rachel’s leash still in her hand.
“While you are here on my property, you must obey any instructions I give you.” Lauren nods. “This includes instructions I give you now for you to obey later.” Lauren looks puzzled. “If I give you an order now to do something tomorrow at your home, you must still obey. This gives you even more chances to obey and be a Good Girl.” Lauren smiles in understanding and nods.
Marcus kneels down and unfastens his belt from Rachel’s neck. He pats her on the head. “You are not a puppy dog anymore.”
“Thank you, Master.”
“Lauren, tomorrow you are to purchase a dog collar and leash for your Mom. When you two are alone, put the collar and leash on her. Rachel, you must let her put them on whenever she wants. Once they are on, you must obey anyone holding the leash. Even if the leash is removed, as long as you are wearing the collar you must obey any orders that were given while the leash was being held. All of these orders about your collar and leash are permanent. Lauren, try to have your Mom wear the collar and leash, or at least just the collar, as much as possible without anyone else knowing about it. Continue to train her to do doggie tricks.” Marcus pauses for all of this to sink in. “Do either of you have any questions about what you are supposed to do?”
“Good. How often do you visit homes like you were doing today? When is the next time you will be in this area?”
“We will be in this neighborhood again in 2 weeks on Saturday, Master.”
“I want you to be sure to come by my house again. You will be entertaining me. You need to purchase some sexy underwear to wear while you are over here. You will also be doing some household chores for me so you each need to get a sexy maid costume.” Marcus is curious to see how they will define “sexy”. “Rachel, go to the bathroom and clean up. Then you may put your panties back on.”
“Thank you Master.” Marcus points down the hallway to the bathroom door and Rachel heads that direction.
“Lauren, you are a virgin, right?”
“Of course Sir.” Then she gets a hesitant look. “Are you going to…”
“Not now, you are too young. When do you turn 18?”
“At the end of next month.”
“OK, I’ll keep that in mind. Now it is time to talk about masturbation.” Lauren blushes a cute pink color and looks embarrassed. “First I want to define masturbation. It is like having sexual intercourse except you are by yourself, right?”
“Sexual intercourse is a man going inside a woman, like you just watched me do with your Mom, right?”
Lauren’s blush turns bright red and she nods.
“That means masturbation is you putting something up inside yourself, right?”
Lauren nods again.
“Listen carefully to what I am about to tell you. Touching yourself like you just did isn’t masturbation. That means you can do it as much as you want without being immoral.”
Lauren looks amazed. “I didn’t realize that. Wow, that did feel wonderful. Doing it again sounds really nice.”
Rachel comes back into the room and quickly puts on her panties.
“Actually, both of you get dressed now and then clean up in the kitchen until Duncan arrives to collect you. He should be here soon.”
About 10 minutes later the door bell rings. Marcus is sitting in the kitchen with his feet on the table watching the women work.
“You two keep working. I will answer the door.”
Marcus pulls out his trance inducer and opens the front door. Ten seconds later Duncan’s mind is ready for more programming.
“You will come to my house again when you are out visiting in two weeks. If Rachel or Lauren does anything strange or unusual from now on, you will just play along and not worry.” Marcus pauses for the trance to wear off. “Step inside and wait here for a moment while I go get them.”
Marcus heads back to the kitchen. “Ladies, it is time for you to go. I want both of you back here in two weeks on Saturday at noon. Wear your new sexy underwear. Try to wear something more sexy over the underwear as well. Bring your maid costumes. Also bring the collar and leash. Now Lauren, you go on to the front door and wait with your Dad. Don’t tell him anything about what we have done today. Your Mom will be along in a moment.”
Lauren heads down the hallway while Marcus steps over to Rachel. He leans close to her and whispers, “kiss me passionately.” She gulps and then throws her arms around his neck and clamps her mouth onto his. Their tongues wrestle while she rubs her body against Marcus. He pulls her to him tightly and fondles her tight butt cheeks. After several long moments, Marcus breaks the kiss. “You are a good kisser, my lovely slave.”
Rachel blushes, looks down and whispers, “thank you Master.”
“In addition to the other orders I have given you, I want you to seduce Duncan 3 times in the next two weeks. How and where is up to you.”
Marcus escorts Rachel to the front door and sees the family off. He anticipates having fun with them for a long time to come.