1. Like Pieces of a Jigsaw Puzzle--Part 2


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Oral Sex, Romance, Slavery, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 90.3, Source: sexstories.com

    had the suitcase as I rang the bell. Define rich. Is a person rich if they have a million dollars? Ten million? Fifty? Do you have to have servants to be considered rich? I didn’t know the answer to that one either. I did know that our house was worth more than a million and that my dad earned more than two million dollars each and every year defending criminals from their stupidity. I thought that made us rich even though we didn’t have a butler or a maid. Mom had a company in every week to clean the house and another to do the yard. I introduced Henry when my mother answered the door. I led Henry to my room and was pleased to see an extra pillow, blanket, and sheet on the chair. I showed Henry where to put the clothes and went to speak with my mother. “Where’s Henry?” “Upstairs in my room, putting the clothes away; I’ll need to check to see if anything needs ironing. He’s good at that…much better than I am.” Mom gave me a look that was pretty much what I had expected. I had decided while Henry was driving to be honest with my parents and sister. They had a right to know about our relationship. I knew they wouldn’t expose us to outsiders. Henry came down ten minutes later so I told him to find a rake in the garage and put a dent in the back lawn. He turned without comment and went to follow my orders. “My God, Nancy…you treat him like a servant.” “Mom, I had a choice of explanations about Henry and me, but I decided the truth was best. I know you’ll respect our ...
    confidentiality. In a single sentence—Henry is my slave.” The expression on her face was something I’d never seen before. Sitting at the table with her I carefully explained everything from the campus tour through today. “Make no mistake, Mom. I love Henry with all my heart and we’ll be together forever if I have anything to say about it, but I’m doing this primarily for him. He is a natural submissive. He wants and needs to be controlled. He’s a very smart person, but his grades stink. He’s been drowning all semester, but over the past week I’ve turned that around by controlling him every second of the day. That chain he wears—that’s his slave collar. It’s there to remind him of my dominance and control. There are other things, but they’re personal in nature so I’m not going to describe them. “Henry’s father died more than ten years ago and he has lived with his mother and her parents since. His grandfather isn’t really in the picture so the women have raised him. He says they’re both really strict with him and I think they’ve thrown him away. His mother didn’t want him to come home for the weekend even though they live less than an hour away. I’ll go into more detail once Daddy is home so I only have to do it once.” I kissed my mother’s cheek and walked outside to check up on Henry. I found him busily at work raking leaves under Daddy’s favorite oak tree. “You can stop now, Henry. I only wanted to speak to my mother in privacy, but now I think I need to speak with you. I’ve decided that ...
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