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:: Go out to meet Sean. {"position":"150,10"}
[[You]] rush out to the driveway and are just in time to see a car pull into the driveway. It parks and the driver's side door opens. [[Sean]] steps out of the car and strides over to you.
He scans you from top to bottom with a predatory gleam in his eye as he walks towards you. He stops directly in front of you, uncomfortably close and towering over you. He lifts your chin, forcing you to look directly into his eyes.
"<>What's with the sweatsuit? I told you to wear something sexy for me.<><><>That's a cute outfit, Parker, but I told you to wear something sexy.<><><>You look hot in that dress, Parker, but I told you to wear something sexy for me. I'll let it pass this time, but next time make sure to do as you're told.<><>Very sexy dress, Parker. Glad to see you listened to me.<><><>Wow, Parker! That's a seriously hot outfit!<><> Love the belly button piercing!<><> <><>However,<>And<> I see you got your ears pierced. Very good." <>
He lets go of your chin and grabs your nipples <>under<>through<> your <>sweatshirt<><>blouse<><>dress<><>top<>.<> "Excellent. You got your nipples pierced too." He twists the rings a bit and you give a little cry. <><><>" <><>He shakes his head and starts walking back to his car.<>He nods to himself and starts walking back to his car.<>
"<>Well, what are you waiting for?<>All right,<>" he says. "Ready to go?"
<>[[I'm ready.|Date with Sean]]
<>[[Tell him you can't go with him.]]<>
[[Tell him you need to cancel some plans first.]]<>
:: Tell him you need to cancel some plans first. {"position":"290,150"}
Nervously, [[you|You]] say, "I had some plans already before you called. You didn't give me time to tell you on the phone."
[[Sean]] looks at you coolly. "Have you cancelled them yet?"
You shake your head. "That's why I'm telling you. I haven't had time."
"Well, better do that then. You need to borrow my phone?" he says. <>You nod and he hands you his phone.<>You shake your head. "I just need to go back into the house for a couple of minutes."<>
<>You take the phone and call up Julia. You explain to her that you won't be able to go shopping with her as agreed and apologize profusely. She seems disappointed, but is very sympathetic.
You hand the phone back to Sean and say, "I just need to go back into the house for a couple of minutes and then I'll be ready to go." He nods, takes a coin out of his pocket, and begins flipping it while he waits. Nervously, you walk in to the dining room. Taking [[Ethan]] aside privately, you explain that you're going to have to break your date with him.
He looks very disappointed, but takes it with good grace. You go back out to Sean to find him still flipping his coin.<><> "Ready?" he says.
<><><>You take the phone and call up Julia. You explain to her that you won't be able to go shopping with her as agreed and apologize profusely. She seems disappointed, but is very sympathetic.
Next, you call up Billy and explain to him that something has come up and you won't be able to see him tonight. He sounds very disappointed and you feel terrible.<><>
You hand Sean's phone back to him. "All right," he says. "Ready?"
<><><>You take the phone and call up Julia. You explain to her that you won't be able to go shopping with her as agreed and apologize profusely. She seems disappointed, but is very sympathetic.
When you hang up, you hand Sean's phone back to him. "All right," he says. "Ready?"
<><><>He nods, takes a coin out of his pocket, and begins flipping it while he waits. Nervously, you walk in to the dining room. Taking [[Ethan]] aside privately, you explain that you're going to have to break your date with him.
He looks very disappointed, but takes it with good grace. You go back out to Sean to find him still flipping his coin.<>
"All right," he says. "Ready?"
<><><>You give Billy a call and explain to him that something has come up and you won't be able to see him tonight. He sounds very disappointed and you feel terrible.<> You hang up and hand the phone back to Sean.
"All right," he says, "Ready?"
<><><><><><>
:: Tell him you can't go with him. {"position":"150,150"}
<>"[[Sean]]," [[you|You]] say nervously, "you didn't give me time to tell you on the phone, but I can't go with you tonight."
He looks at you dispassionately. "Why not?" he asks.
<>You decide just to tell him the truth. "I've got a date with my best friend tonight. I'm sorry, but I want to be his slut instead of yours."<>You think quickly and decide there's only one name you can use that Sean is likely to accept. "Mr. Anderson doesn't want me going out tonight," you lie.<>
<>He pulls a key out of his pocket and dangles it in front of you. "Well, I guess that's all right," he says. "I'll just give the key to your chastity belt back to Rachel then. Guess you'll have to suck him off or take him up the ass."
He twirls the key and puts it back in his pocket. Then, he turns around and gets back in his car. "See you around, Parker. Have fun!" he says and waves as he leaves.
Damn it! You're going to be stuck in this chastity belt until tomorrow at the earliest. And you've never been so horny in your life.
[[Go to dinner.|Go to Wednesday Dinner]]<><>Sean looks disappointed, but surprisingly doesn't look angry. "Huh," he says. "Well I don't want to get in the way of true love or anything. So I guess that's all right." He turns to go back to his car and you decide you really don't want him to leave like this.
"Umm," you say. He turns to look at you. "Well, Billy, that's my friend, Billy doesn't mind if I have sex with other guys." Sean looks at you and grins. "Want a quickie, eh? Well, I suppose I could stand to take the edge off. I'm going to punish you first, though."<>"Huh," he says. "Well, if Mr. Anderson wants to use you tonight, I guess that's all right. There are still consequences, though."<>
He firmly takes a hold of your arm. You stumble a bit as he leads you onto the grass right in front of the dining room window. He sits down cross-legged on the grass. You give a cry when he suddenly roughly pulls you down so you're face down over his lap, staring at the lawn. He <>pulls down your sweatpants and boxers<><>pulls down your slacks and panties<><>pulls up your dress and pulls down your panties<><>brushes your skirt out of the way<> and pulls your panties down<><>, exposing your <>naked <>ass to him.
<>He chuckles. "Don't want anything in the way when <>Billy<>Mr. Anderson<> bends you over, is that it, Parker? Well, it's b<>"B<>een a while since I've spanked a slut," he says. "Normally, I let Rachel take care of discipline."
You howl as soon as his hand strikes your bottom the first time. You never knew it was possible to be spanked so hard. You realize again just how much bigger and stronger than you he is and how much like a child you must seem to him. It almost seems right that you should be over his knee getting your butt beat<>. He was the man who taught you what you could be for Billy after all. You probably deserve to be punished for rejecting him.<>, especially since you feel guilty about lying to him. You don't know //why// you feel guilty, but you do.<>
All such thoughts are pushed out of your head when Sean's hand comes down on your ass again. Another howl is ripped out of you. As the spanking continues, all you can think about is the pain and an overwhelming urge to grab his hand or kick or something, but he is easily able to contain you with just one arm. All you can do is flail your legs impotently. You fantasize about escaping and protecting your bare bottom from his punishing hand, but the helplessness of your situation overwhelms you. Finally you just surrender to his discipline and let the tears flow freely as he punishes your bottom.
When he's done, he lifts you up to face him and holds you in his arms while you cry, stroking your bottom tenderly. You feel small and vulnerable, but strangely peaceful and safe as well. He gives you a long, deep kiss which you eagerly return.
"All right, Parker," he says as he stands up. "I've got to get going. Just give me a quick blowjob and I'll be on my way."
Still crying, you nod and get on your knees. You fumble with his zipper until he helps you get his cock out. Still feeling oddly badly about lying to him and wondering if you made a mistake, you do your best to please him, trying to take him as deeply down your throat as you can. You make yourself gag a couple of times, but you look up and can see he is pleased with your effort. When your efforts are rewarded, he pulls out and paints your face with an incredible amount of semen, clearly marking his territory.
"All right, Parker," he says, zipping himself up, "have fun tonight. I'll see you tomorrow." He gets into the car and waves as he drives away, leaving you on your knees with a bright red ass<> and your <>boxers<>thong<>panties<> around your ankles<>.
You put yourself back together and go to your room where you wash your face of the tears and come<> and do your best to fix your makeup<>. Then you head down to dinner.<><><><>
[[Go to dinner.|Go to Wednesday Dinner]]<>
:: Date with Sean {"position":"10,150"}
<><><>[[You]] get into the passenger side of the car and [[Sean]] gets into the driver's seat. He says, "We're going to Marbleton to eat. I know this great Italian place there."
You nod. Marbleton is pretty close to Rosestead and is a much bigger town. You've been there to eat yourself several times. "Which one?" you ask.
"Ariosto's. You know it?"
"I think I went there with my folks once, but that was years ago," you respond. "I don't remember it."
"Well, you're going to love it," Sean says. "Just relax and enjoy the ride."
He turns on the radio and, to your great surprise, classical music starts playing. "What's this?" you ask.
"Mozart. Symphony No. 40 in G minor. As I said, relax and enjoy the ride."
You take his advice and enjoy the music as you drive to Marbleton. You pull up to Ariosto's and Sean gets out of the car. <>Suddenly, you're anxious about your choice of clothing. You wouldn't look out of place in Rosestead, but you aren't in Rosestead any more. Sean looks over at you and says, "Well, what are you waiting for? Come on." <>You <>nervously <>follow him out of the car and into the restaurant.
<>Sure enough, soon after you enter, everybody in the restaurant has turned to look at you, making you very self-conscious. <><>With the getup you've got on, you are definitely attracting a great deal of male attention. Many of the men, clearly sitting with their wives, are looking at you with almost undisguised lust. <>You and Sean wait until the host seats you at a small table for two in the corner, draped with a white tablecloth that nearly reaches the floor.
The waiter comes over and says, "Sean! How are you? Who's the lovely lady?"
Sean says, "This is Parker. Parker, this is [[Blake]]. He's a good guy."
You say, "Pleased to meet you, Blake." He stares at you. "Pleased to meet you," he responds<>, obviously making an effort not to stare at you<>.
"So," he says, "should I get the menus or something to drink?"
"We don't need the menus," Sean responds. "Just water for us both. The lady will have the eggplant casserole and I'll have the steak florentine." You are rather taken aback that Sean just ordered for you, but you don't say anything.
"All right," Blake says. "I'll be back with your waters."
When he's gone, you say, "Sean, I don't really like eggplant."
"Trust me," he says. "So, Parker, we've got a meet this Saturday against the Marbleton Mastiffs, in fact. I know you're new to the school, but I was hoping you'd go and show your school spirit."
<>[[Tell him you joined the cheerleaders.]]<>[[Tell him you'll go.]]<>
:: Tell him you'll go. {"position":"150,290"}
"Oh yes," [[you|You]] say, "I'll go."
"Great!" [[he|Sean]] says. "Marlbeton should be a great matchup. They finished second in the division last year. After us, of course, but we just barely beat them."
<>
:: Tell him you joined the cheerleaders. {"position":"10,290"}
"Actually," [[you|You]] say, "I joined the cheerleaders, so I'll definitely be showing my school spirit."
[[Sean]] looks aghast briefly, but then recovers. "Well, that's great, I suppose. Good to see that you're fitting right in. I managed to sneak a couple of looks at you while you were practicing and you're certainly a natural."
"You suppose it's great?" you say. "You don't sound too sure."
<>"No, no," he says. "I'm sure you'll be able to handle it." He certainly doesn't sound very sure and you think about Miss Beaumont's warning.<>"Well, it's just that Rachel can be tougher on her cheerleaders than she is on just a new Processee. You should have seen the battle she had with Ella when Ella joined."
"What happened?" you ask.
"You'll have to ask Ella," he says. "Anyway, Marbleton should be a great matchup. They finished second in the division last year. After us, of course, but we just barely beat them."<>
<>
:: Dinner with Sean {"position":"150,430"}
The two of you engage in small talk for a bit and then the food arrives. You do find the eggplant casserole as good as Sean said it would be. Sean attacks his steak with a gusto you can't quite recall seeing in anyone before. You're probably nearly a match for him. Ever since the Process began, you've eaten more than usual, which is funny since you're actually smaller than you used to be. Throughout the meal, Sean asks you questions about your old home town and your school there. You think he's mostly interested in what it's like to grow up in a town that isn't Rosestead.
When the two of you are finished, Sean says in a low voice, "All right, Parker. Get under the table and you can have dessert."
You just stare at him as you consider what to do or say. You have a quick look around and notice that nobody in the restaurant seems to be paying attention to you any more and the tablecloth is certainly long enough to cover any activities below the table.
<>[[I guess it's time to pay for my meal.|Get under the table.]]<>[[Get under the table.]]<>
:: Get under the table. {"position":"10,570"}
<><><><>All right, you say to yourself, I guess I'm a cocksucking slut now who pays for <>her<>his<> meals on <>her<>his<> knees. This thought sends a frisson of excitement through you.<>You're terrified about doing such a thing in public, but decide to trust Sean.<> [[You]] look around nervously, decide that nobody is looking at you, and slip under the table, trusting that the tablecloth will keep your activities away from prying eyes.
You awkwardly maneuver around the table's central column and find yourself in a rather cramped position between [[Sean]]'s legs. You struggle to get his belt undone with your delicate hands<> and long <>red<>pink<> fingernails<>. When you finish undoing his belt and the button of his slacks, Sean reaches under the table to stroke your hair. You pull his zipper down and his half-hard cock immediately springs out at you. You wonder what it must be like to have a cock like that. You imagine it must make you more confident and Sean is certainly a prime exhibit for that theory. <>Ah well, you don't have a penis any more anyway.<>Thinking about your own much smaller rock-hard dick, it's probably not surprising that you're the one on your knees servicing him.<> Ah well, you think, time to stop worrying about it and start sucking it.
You take him into your mouth and try to coax him to full erection. You take the opportunity to take him all the way into your mouth so your chin is touching his pants and your nose is in his pubic hair. The smell of his pubic hair is intensely arousing, an earthy, masculine scent and you can't help but deeply inhale. You give his balls a quick lick before he suddenly starts growing in your mouth. The psychological effect of this is amazingly sexy. You're doing this. The feeling of your lips and tongue is what is making him expand to fill your mouth and throat. You pull back as it threatens to choke you, not wanting to gag and draw attention to yourself under the table. You marvel at how much longer it has gotten as you pull your mouth off it. You take your head off of it completely and just admire this long, thick, veiny monstrosity. My God, what a cock he has.
Sean grabs you by the head and pulls you back onto his cock so you can continue your oral homage to his phallus. It strikes you again how like a young god he seems. You feel like it is entirely fitting that you should be on your knees worshiping him. Just as you've got as much of him lodged into your throat as you can take, Blake returns and says, "So, Sean, you want anything for dessert?" You glance over to just below the tablecloth and you can see Blake's polished shoes.
"Yeah," he says, "I'll have the cassata."
"Anything for the lady?" Blake asks.
"The lady is already having dessert," Sean says. There is a slight pause and then Blake laughs. You blush and hear the two of them exchange whispers which you can't make out as you continue to choke as quietly as you can on Sean's rod. You see Blake's feet disappear and Sean's cock suddenly jerks and throbs in your throat, causing you to gag a bit. You quickly pull off of him so you don't make too much noise.
Sean puts his hand on the back of your head and pushes you back onto his cock. You take him back onto his cock and get back to work, swallowing him as deeply as you can without taking the risk of gagging. You soon establish a rhythm and it isn't long before his cock gives a telltale twitch. You really have no choice but to swallow, so you hold his cock in your mouth as he empties his load into your gullet.<><><><>
When you've finished swallowing, Sean lets go of your head. He pulls his cock out of your mouth and rubs it on your face, the scent of his cock and come intoxicating you. He tucks himself in and zips up while you slip out from between his thighs. You lick your lips quickly to make sure you don't have any come on your face and peek out from under the tablecloth to get a good look at where the rest of the customers are looking. However, it's too hard for you to see everybody and you're afraid to emerge. Eventually, Sean nudges you with his foot and you take it as a cue to crawl out from under your table and back into your seat. As you do so, you notice that a couple of men in the restaurant are watching you do it. One of them winks at you and brushes a finger across the corner of his lip. You automatically do the same and are mortified to discover that a bit of Sean's come was clinging to the side of your lip. You turn your head in embarrassment and <>absent-mindedly lick the come off your finger<>wipe your finger off on your napkin<>.
"That was great, Parker," Sean says when you're settled back into your seat. "You're getting really good at giving head." You blush and lower your eyes, suddenly ashamed of what a huge slut you are. You remember making disparaging jokes with your best friend Billy about girls in the school who were rumored to "get around," calling them sluts and whores. You'd bet none of them ever sunk so low as to suck off some stud under the table in a public restaurant.
Blake comes back with Sean's cassata which looks delicious. When Blake leaves, Sean starts digging into his dessert while you eye it a little hungrily. Sean says in a low voice, "Hey, Parker, if you want a second helping of dessert, we still need to leave Blake a tip. I'm sure he'd rather have head from you than money from me."
<>[[Whatever you want, Sean.]]
<>[[I'd rather not.]]
:: I'd rather not. {"position":"150,710"}
"I'd rather not, [[Sean]]," [[you|You]] say.
He keeps chewing and between mouthfuls says, "All right, that's cool. Let me finish this and we'll take off."
Soon enough, Sean is done and Blake comes by with the bill. Sean leaves some money and the two of you walk out to the car.
[[Continue.|Go to Sean's House]]
:: Whatever you want, Sean. {"position":"10,710"}
<><><>Oh, God, how humiliating. Volunteering to suck the cock of a waiter while you've still got the taste of [[Sean]]'s come in your mouth. But [[you|You]] know you can't refuse Sean anything. "Whatever you want, Sean," you say.
"Great!" he says with his mouth full. He swallows and then says, "When he comes to bring the check, get up and whisper in his ear that you're his tip and you want to suck his cock, then take him to the employee bathroom over there." He gestures with his fork to a door near the kitchen. "Do a good job. Blake's a good guy."
You nod and gather your courage while Sean finishes his dessert. When he's done, [[Blake]] comes by with the check. You stand up nervously, a hot blush of shame burning your face. You put your lips right up to Blake's ear and whisper, "I'm your tip. Do you want me to suck your cock?"
"Uh," he stammers. "Yes?" Looking more confident than you feel, you take him by the hand and lead him to the door Sean indicated.
You open the door and walk inside to a relatively small private bathroom with just a toilet and a sink. You notice with some distaste that the floor could use some cleaning. Ah well, you have a job to do. Blake follows you inside, closing and locking the door, then leaning up against it.
You turn to face him and before you can drop to your knees, Blake takes you in his arms and kisses you firmly.
[[Return his kiss.]]
[[Pull away.|Don't Return Kiss]]
:: Return his kiss. {"position":"10,850"}
[[Blake]] isn't half the man Sean is, but [[you|You]] rather like the idea of his kissing you right after you've sucked Sean's cock. You rather hope he'll be able to taste Sean's come in your mouth while he's kissing you, so you enthusiastically return his kiss.
"God, you're one hot woman, Parker," Blake says. <>You just smile and sink to your knees in front of him.<>You think about the small hard dick <>poking against your panties<>under your skirt<>, but don't correct him. Instead, you sink to your knees in front of him to prove how hot a woman you are.<>
<>
:: Don't Return Kiss {"position":"150,850"}
<>[[You]] demur, turning your head slightly to the side. "I don't know if Sean would like that," you say. "The only place he told me to put my mouth was around your cock." You quickly sink to your knees in front of him.
<>
:: Sucking Blake's Cock {"position":"10,990"}
You stare at the front of Blake's pants and the manly bulge within with a certain amount of wistfulness. <>It seems like so long ago since you had one of those bulges yourself, even though you know it was just yesterday. You suppose that even when you did have one, your true destiny was always to be on your knees, servicing those who did have one.<>You think about what's left of your own "manhood" and reflect on how fitting it is that you're the one on your knees.<>
You reach over to the front of his slacks and watch your delicate <>carefully manicured <>hands undo his belt and pull open his trousers. Blake, obviously eager, quickly pushes down his pants and boxers, allowing his dick to spring forth.
Finally! A dick comparable in size to what yours used to be. Okay, he's a //little// bit bigger than you used to be, but not much. Well, this is going to be easy compared to what you've been getting used to. Starting from the bottom, you kiss and lick up the length of his penis, determined to give him the kind of blowjob you'd have liked if you hadn't discovered you were more suited to giving them than receiving. You notice his smell is not nearly as powerful or as intoxicating as Sean's. You're still <><>soaking your panties<>dripping onto the floor<><>throbbingly erect<>, of course, but more from the humiliation of the situation. But with Sean, the mere smell of his crotch seems to send a signal directly to your own, and this just isn't happening with Blake.
When you reach his crown, you swallow his entire dick to the root <>effortlessly<>with a little difficulty<>, burying your face in his pubes. <>While there, you decide to give his balls a lick. <>He groans with lust. "Oh man, your throat is tight," he grunts. "I'm going to come." You look up into his eyes and give your head a little back and forth motion to help him out. Then you feel him throb and pulse as he ejaculates straight down your throat. Well, that was quick, you think.<><><>
He's breathing heavily and you let him rest for a bit, still holding his dick in your mouth as he softens. Then you pull your mouth off of him and give the head of his dick a little kiss. You can't believe how horny you are and <>curse Rachel's damn chastity belt for the umpteenth time<>briefly consider <>frigging yourself off<>rubbing one out<>, but decide you don't want to keep Sean waiting<>.
You stand up and wait for Blake to get his clothes back on. The two of you walk back out into the restaurant and you notice that everybody in the restaurant turns to look at you. You blush and hurry back to the table. [[Sean]] has finished his dessert and stands up, taking his wallet out of his pocket. Blake waves him off. "On the house, man," he says.
"Thanks!" Sean says. "See you later."
The two of you walk out of the restaurant and head to Sean's car. "You must have done a good job, Parker. I'm proud of you," Sean says.
"God, I'm so embarrassed," you say. "Do you think anybody knows?"
Sean laughs. "I think they probably all figured it out," he says. "Look at your knees."
You look down at your knees and see <>that your sweatpants are filthy right at the knees<><>that your white slacks are filthy right at the knees<><>that your beautiful dress is filthy right at the knees<><>that your knees are filthy<>. Even more embarrassed, you get into the car.
[[Continue.|Go to Sean's House]]
:: Go to Sean's House {"position":"10,1270"}
[[Sean]] starts up the car and heads back to Rosestead. "All right, Parker," he says. "I'm going to bring you home to meet my parents."
"Um," you say, thinking about <>how you're dressed <>and <><><>your filthy knees<>, "are you sure that's a good idea?"
"Yeah, it's cool," he says. "But I have to warn you that my parents are a little old-fashioned."
"Old-fashioned?" you say<>, really panicking now over how you're dressed<>.
"Yeah, they're pretty uptight about things like proper etiquette and people knowing their place," Sean says. "So, you must always refer to them as Sir and Ma'am. After every sentence. Never look either of them directly in the eye unless they tell you to. Just keep looking down at your shoes. Immediately obey any command they give you. Be meek, submissive, and obedient. That shouldn't be too hard for you, right?" You come to a stoplight and he stops the car. He reaches over to you, lifts your chin, and you find yourself looking straight into those dazzling blue eyes of his. "You can do all that for me, can't you?" You blush and nod, thinking about how humiliating it will be to be introduced to his parents as some sort of servant or something.
You pull up to a very nice looking house and one of your questions about Sean is answered right away. The sign on the mailbox says "The Jacobses." So he's Sean Jacobs, you think. Sean pulls into the driveway and gets out.
You are extremely nervous as you walk up to the front door behind Sean. Sean opens the door and calls out, "Mom? Dad? I'm home and I brought company with me."
You walk into the foyer with Sean. Remembering what Sean said, you keep your head down, studying your shoes as carefully as you can. <>Of course, this means you're staring at your filthy knees, clear evidence of your whorishness, and you blush.<>You notice that your <>sweatpants got a little dirty at the knees<><>white slacks got a little dirty at the knees<><>beautiful dress got a little dirty at the knees<><>knees got a little dirty<> when you were blowing Sean and this makes you blush a bit.<> You can see the bottom halves of Sean's parents out of the corner of your eye when they enter the foyer and you do notice they're well dressed.
"How was dinner, Sean?" Mrs. Jacobs says.
"Oh, it was great!" he says. "We went to Ariosto's. Excellent as always." You are a little surprised that Sean hasn't introduced you to his parents, but remembering what he said, you hold your tongue.
"Why don't we make ourselves comfortable in the sitting room?" Mr. Jacobs says.
"Oh yes," Mrs. Jacobs says. "That sounds excellent. Come with me, Parker." You can see her start to walk off by herself. You hesitate a little, not quite sure what to do when Sean nudges you with his elbow.
[[Follow Mrs. Jacobs.]]
:: Follow Mrs. Jacobs. {"position":"10,1410"}
[[You]] follow behind her until you come to the kitchen. "Well, Parker," Mrs. Jacobs says. "We're going to get some refreshments and I also wanted to spend a little alone time with you. I see that Sean informed you of what is expected in this house and I'm happy to see that you obey him. You can look up at me now. You're going to need to be able to see what I'm pointing at. Plus, I want to take a look at you."
You look up and take your first real look at [[her|Mrs. Jacobs]]. She's a handsome woman, dressed in an old-fashioned light blue dress like you'd see in a movie from the 1950s.
Mrs. Jacobs says, "Well, I see Sean wasn't exaggerating. You are easy on the eyes. So tell me, what are your aspirations regarding my son? Are you hoping to be his girl or just his slave?"
[[His girl.]]
[[Just his slave, I guess.]]
[[His girl and his slave.]]
:: His girl. {"position":"10,1550"}
<>"I want to be his girl, Ma'am," [[you|You]] say.
[[Mrs. Jacobs]] snorts. "A bit uppity for a girl so obviously beneath my son. I would put that right out of your head if I were you. For one thing, Rachel is obviously superior to you."
<>
:: Just his slave, I guess. {"position":"150,1550"}
<>[[You]] stammer. You'd never given it much thought. "Um, just his slave, I guess, Ma'am," you reply.
"Well," [[Mrs. Jacobs]] says. "I'm glad you know your place. Very good." She looks you over top to bottom. "You seem to have all the necessary qualities to serve my son. He seems to find your orifices nice and inviting and you seem to have the proper attitude."
<>
:: His girl and his slave. {"position":"290,1550"}
<><>[[You]] think about it for a bit before responding and then it comes to you. "I want to be his girl and his slave," you respond.
"Ohh," [[she|Mrs. Jacobs]] says, eyes shining, "excellent answer! Aren't you a clever girl?" She gives you another appraisal, looking your body over from top to bottom. "Yes, you might do. Cocksucking lips and child-bearing hips.<> Obviously, someone will have to teach you how to dress, but you can learn that.<>"
<>
:: Serving the Jacobses {"position":"150,1690"}
She pauses and considers for a few moments. "Well, never mind for now. Open that cupboard over there and take out the serving tray."
She stands and watches while you obey. Then she directs you in preparing three gins and tonic. When you've finished stirring and added the lime wedges, she leads you to the sitting room where Sean and Mr. Jacobs are already relaxing and chatting about the abilities of Marbleton wrestlers, a conversation you don't really follow. You present the tray to Sean, Mr. Jacobs, and Mrs. Jacobs. Each takes a drink off and begins sipping it. Mrs. Jacobs waves her arm toward a sideboard which you take as instructions on where to put the tray. Then you stand by, feeling rather foolish and not knowing what to do with yourself when [[Sean]] snaps his fingers and gestures to the right side of his armchair.
You walk over to him and he reaches up to your shoulder and presses down on it. You take the hint and kneel beside his chair.
Mrs. Jacobs breaks in to the conversation. <>"I like this one, Sean," she says. "She's very beautiful and seems very obedient."
"Well, thank you, Mother," Sean says, stroking your hair possessively.
<>"So, what were your plans for the rest of the night<>, Sean<>?" she asks.
<>Sean strokes your hair affectionately. <>"I thought we'd go upstairs for a bit and then I'd bring Parker home," he says.
"An excellent idea," Mrs. Jacobs says.<> "She seems very obedient, but I don't think she's quite broken in yet."<>
Mr. Jacobs says, "Parker, look up at me for a second. Let me take a look at you."
You look up at [[Mr. Jacobs]] and he stares at you intently. "She's very beautiful, Sean," he says.
"Thank you, Father," Sean says.
"Would you like me to prepare her for you, Sean?" Mrs. Jacobs says.
"That would be great, Mother," Sean says.
"Come with me, Parker," Mrs. Jacobs says.
[[Go with Mrs. Jacobs.]]
:: Go with Mrs. Jacobs. {"position":"150,1830"}
[[You]] follow [[Mrs. Jacobs]] up the stairs to a bedroom with an attached bath. She motions you to the bathroom while she begins rummaging through the wardrobe. "Go in there and strip off your clothes. There's a sponge on the sink. Just dab yourself clean anywhere you're dirty. <>Make sure to wash your knees. <