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You were perfect. Now rest."Sarah's smile shined from ear to ear as her eyes closed and she went toward sleep. She was ecstatic, having pleased her master. The fact that it was Tim no longer even registered with her. It just made so much sense that Tim was her lord. He was just perfect, and he was so strong. As she fell back asleep she made a promise, "I will always serve you. For now and forever, you have my love and devotion. Tim, Master, from now on, you will never want anything I can provide for you. Everything I have is yours, my life, my love, my body, my soul. What are worldly possessions to a slave with a master like you? Everything that is me is now yours. I do so promise." Tim could not hear her, but she fell asleep mentally repeating these words. Her new mantra filled her and made her feel comfortable and content in a way nothing else had, and by the time Tim had lifted her back onto the bed, she had fallen asleep, experiencing beautiful dreams of servitude."You need to go. I should be the one apologizing,’ Ellen soothed her. ‘Thanks Ellen. I am just going to worry you are all thinking about what you saw while we’re sitting talking at dinner or something,’ Betsy replied. ‘Well I may be thinking about it but it won’t be at dinner,’ Terry jumped in to try and lighten the mood, ‘Anyway that’s better than when I used to look across at you during dinner and think ‘that bitch’ since you just keep getting sexier despite having the same two kids I have. Now that I’ve seen you be as slutty as me I’ll just be thinking you go girlfriend.’ Everyone laughed and Betsy must have felt at ease because she leaned down close to Lori and me. While taking hold of my cock, so she and Lori each were grasping me firmly, she whispered, ‘You and I will definitely be talking tomorrow. I’ll tell you how it goes with Michael and thanks for your help. I’m so nervous and excited to get home, he and I have so much to talk about. Wish me luck.’ I could feel them shift as I guessed they.
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