Adam said as he touched Rita's bottom. Rita blushed and walked ahead of everyone.

Rita sat on the floor in the living room, finding herself watching everyone else with bored eyes. She yawned and looked out the window, seeing a bird fly by.

Rita pressed her index finger against his chest and said, "I'm currently resting. Go find a chair."

"Yes, My Bitch," He replied.

Rita watches as he sits down on a chair next to the wall. She glances at him every few seconds to make sure nothing has happened to him.

Adam noticed her sight and smiled, patted his lap and said, "You can sit here."

Rita blushed as she got up and sat on his lap. She rested her head on his shoulder as he put his arms around her.

"I missed you," he said.

"I missed you too," Rita said.

"Rita, I was thinking... we could go out to the woods or something. Just the two of us. You, me, and some blankets."

Rita frowned and said, "I know what you're thinking again, but not now." Hera and Lena sat on the couch staring at him.

"Fine, I'll wait," he said.

Rita rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. She likes sitting on his lap, and sometimes he lets her sleep there. It's always a very happy moment for them.

"Lena, why are you still here?" Rita asks.

"I'm not going anywhere," Lena says.

"Hera, why aren't you fucking leaving?" Rita asks.

"Because I'm not a damn asshole like you seem to be. I'm staying in case someone needs help," Hera says.

"That's simply enough." Rita buried her face in Adam's neck and Adam was silent for a moment saying, "All be quiet, I'll just enjoy this moment."

The moment lasts for a while as Rita rests her head on his shoulder and Adam just enjoys holding her. Eventually, though, Rita pulls away and says, "I won't make a scene."

"You're a good girl," he says, kissing her head.

Rita gets up and sits on the floor, facing Adam and Hera. She wraps her arms around his legs while he puts his arm around her.

"You know how to be submissive, and I like that. Only a loyal she-cat can be trusted."

"Yes, sir," Rita says.

Hera walks over to them and sits down, crossing her legs. She looks at Rita as she stares at her knees, and Rita nervously continues to stare at them.

"I want to touch both of your heads and look down on me."

"Yes, sir," both of them say.

Hera leans forward and puts her head on top of Rita's head. Rita flinches. Adam placed his hands on each of Hera and Rita's heads as Lena came up behind him massaging his eyes and said, "How do you feel about that?"

"I'm happy with that, you know that dominant feeling when my two girls are kneeling at my feet looking down at me is very..."

"Yes, I understand," she said, squeezing his eyes shut as a warm, wet sensation started to run through him.

"I love you, Adam."

"I love you too, baby."

"My girls are always there for me, how could I not love them?" he asked as his breathing started to quicken.

"You can't expect that from me, I'm a normal guy."

"No, you're not, you're a mighty, mighty Alpha."

"I'm just a regular guy whose life has been full of pain and struggles, I don't deserve your love."

Adam opened his eyes and stroked Rita and Hera's hair and said, "It's not up to you, it's up to me."

Adam stood and Lena stopped massaging his eyes. Rita looked down and bit her lip, before looking into his eyes and saying, "Okay."

"You're a good girl."

"You're the best daddy," Rita said.

"Come over here my darling, and bend over."

"Yes, sir," Rita says as she gets up and walks over to him. Rita bent over his lap and Adam stroked her ass and began to slap it. Over and over he slapped her ass until it was red and swollen. He continued to slap it even after it had stopped its own accord.

"Stop, please stop," Rita whimpered.

"No, stop, stop!" she cried when he didn't stop.

"Stop."

"Please, please stop."

"You're a good girl."

She smiled and bent over even more as her moans got more desperate and his slapping got more intense.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," she whimpered.

"Does it feel good, baby?"

"Yes, yes," she panted.

"Is it turning you on?"

"Oh fuck yeah," she screamed, "Oh fuck."

Adam smiled with satisfaction as he asked again, "What are you to me? And what am I to you?"

"You loyal servant and you personal slave, your worshipful bitch and sack whore," she said, looking up at him with a worshipful look in her eyes.

"You're all that to me, baby."

"Well, I wish you'd say that to me. All I am to you is the key to your freedom, that's it."

Adam froze and grabbed the back of her neck and said, "No, you're just my pet. I'm your master."

"But, you're also my daddy," Rita said.

"Yeah, I am," he said, letting her go as she got off his lap.

"My master, my daddy," she said, crawling away.

"That's right, baby," he said.

He looked at Lena and said, "You ready to get started?"

"Yeah, do I need to get out of my clothes or something?"

"You can keep your clothes on. It'll be better if you're naked though."

Lena shrugged and stripped off her clothes. "What's she going to be?" Rita asked, looking at Adam.

"It's a surprise," Adam said.

Hera looked up at Adam and asked, "You do not treat us as equals; you wish to objectify us to dilute your servitude to us."

"I said no such--"

"You have explained nothing! You expect us to give you our servitude, but you offer us nothing in return!"

Adam arrogantly retorted, "In return? I am your master and ruler, and I deserve a few of you. Moreover, I have bestowed upon you wealth and property."

"You have Given us nothing! You have taken everything! From me and Rita you have taken all that we had. First your company, then this house, then our savings, and finally our freedom! You have made us your slaves!"

"Actually, you're my servants, not my slaves. Slavery is when one person owns you and can force you to work against your will, but if you're serving me willingly then you aren't actually slaves. Anyway, you've been given enough to survive on."

"You have taken all that was dear to us!"

"All that was dear to you? Do you think that my property and business should be given to you? That I should take care of you for free without expecting anything in return?"

"You have our loyalty and servitude by right!"

"Yes, the only way to have a reward is to be obedient and loyal to me. I don't want to explain this point any further."

Hera angrily stood up and went to slap him, but Lena grabbed her hand.

"No, that won't help anything."

Adam grabbed his revolver from the table and stood up. He stared at them with a glare from head to toe.

"I'm sorry I can't be more of a 'family man', but this might be the only thing that gets through your thick skulls."

Rita hugged him and said, "Calm down! Please! Hera will respect you! Adam! Please!"

"Sit down," he said.

Hera reluctantly sat down. Rita asked, "What do you want from us?"

"Your servitude and obedience, your love and respect, your total dedication. Do you understand?"

Rita and Lena looked at each other, then back at him. They said in unison, "Yes, yes, yes, we'll do whatever you want!"

"Good, Hera do you get it?" Adam asked as he grabbed her chin with a smile and Rita and Lena stared at her. Hera remained silent and Adam frowned and spat at her. She stood up without anger and looked at him with pity and sympathy. "I don't need your permission to serve you, but if it will calm you down, then yes. I will serve you for the rest of my life. I will be loyal and obedient, but please, I do not want to die. I do not want to lose you. If there was any other way, would you consider it?"

"No, so that's that."

"Yes."

They all sat down and Adam said, "Now that that's settled, let's get to it."

"Yes, Master," Lena and Rita said.

"You may address me as 'Master' when referring to me when speaking or when being serious," he said with a frown, "and never when joking around."

"Yes, Master," they said.

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Adam stands in front of the easel, painting a picture that he has just finished. The painting is a landscape with a farm house in the distance and the sky partially blocked by a storm.

Rita stands up and straightens her legs. She had been sitting for much longer than she thought. She felt a little tired, but probably because most of the day had been long. Rita asked, "So ...... what do you want to talk about?"

Adam looked at her and shrugged, "You seem very perceptive today."

She looked at him, "I don't know. I just want to pay attention to these things."

"Maybe, I'm happy with you today." Adam said as he stared out into the hall at the defense force, and Hera, who was beside him, thoughtfully asked, "Adam, how much money do you have besides your status as emperor?"

"Me? Well, I have a little money in different bank accounts. Why?"

"Just wondering," she said, "because if I were you, I'd ask for more."

He stopped and looked at her, "What do you mean?"

"What I mean," she said, "is that you need more money. Not just for yourself, but for the girls in your family ...... I'm a little short of money."

"I understand."

"And," she said, "we'd prefer that you give us money than the special deals you've given us in the past."

He looked at her, "Like what?"

"Well," she began, "I have no right to discuss these things."

He frowned, "You know, there are laws against that kind of thing."

She looked at him and said, "I also know I'm in a good position to be able to ask for all this help. That's why I've survived so long."

"Is that so? Then you should know that bitches have to bark to get meat thrown at them by their masters."

She looked at him and said, "Don't you have better things to do than stand around talking bullshit? Like, running the country or taking over some land."

Adam nodded and asked, "Silly girl, what do you think?"

"I think you're proud and arrogant about yourself, but I also think your heart is in the right place." She looked up at him and continued, "I'm going to tell you what you need to do. First, I need you to take a cut of this business. You can pay me a monthly stipend, or if you really can, you can give me all of it at once."

He frowned, "That's preposterous. I'm not paying you shit."

She gave him a dirty look and stood up, "No? How about...... you just stop fucking our girls for a while?"

"You're threatening me? You think I have to think about it?" Adam put down his brush and took her hand. He lifted her hand up and kissed it, then slipped his other arm around her waist. "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

She looked at him and saw not anger, but lust in his eyes. With a coy smile, she said, "Yes, I've heard about how you like to take girls like a rapist or something."

"Is that what you want? To be treated like a whore? Do you want money just for fucking?"

She looked him dead in the eye and said, "I want this to be what it should be. Respect. I'm in charge here, not you."

He frowned, but said, "Fine. I'll pay you off, but you're still mine tonight."

"Done," she smiled.

He laid his hand on her hip. "I can see what you're wearing under that dress. I'd like to tear it off of you."

She gave him an impish grin, "So, can you?"

"Of course you can, but unfortunately I have things to do. Go prepare tea with your sisters, Hera." Adam sighed and stroked her head again. "Don't worry. I'll be back."

Rita left the room, smiling, with a heart fluttering feeling in her stomach. What was that? Still, she came back to reality and could not help but think: What the hell was she thinking? Taking this bastard back to her room like a victim? This man could do something horrible with that sort of power!

On the other hand, he did say he would be back tonight. He was attracted to her, which made her feel good.

Hera looked at her, ready for a snack and said, "What do you think? I think he's a monster and should go to hell."

"I don't really care either way," Rita lied, "so long as he gives me good fucking."

"Whatever you say, sis," she laughed.

Rita tried to turn her attention back to her work, but her mind kept wandering to thoughts of Adam. She imagined what he would be like in bed. His body, the way he kissed, the sound of his voice saying her name. She could not get enough of it.

When Rita and Hera returned with the snacks and tea, Adam was arguing about something with his daughters, Diona and Senuita, and Lena was mediating.

"Father! This is simply unconscionable! Why do we have to give up the monarchy? We were clearly born royalty?" Lena argued.

"Lena, you know why! We have to give up the monarchy so we can truly embrace progress and create a better life for all of us!"

"Nonsense, we can still embrace progress and not give up the monarchy," Lena said.

"Lena," he said in a stern tone,

Senuyita shook her head and said, "It can be done just as well without abolishing the monarchy, we are all your daughters, we are not untouchables!"

Adam laughed, "Because it's funny how sometimes words can be either offensive or meaningless depending on the person saying them?"

"We are not here to listen to you educate us, the monarchy must be restored!" Diona said sternly as Lena and Senuita nodded.

Rita served tea and snacks then stood next to Adam. She whispered to him, "This was the most fun I've had in ages."

"I agree. These bitches can't answer back?" He whispered back.

Rita blushed at his remark.

Adam laughed and looked back at the girls again and said, "Please don't start this again. I know you're trying to turn the topic to monarchy, but-"

"No buts! You have to explain yourself! We don't want to hear your sophomoric arguments! Father!"

"I'll explain what I didn't have time to earlier! We can't afford to have a king-!"

"Father!"

"Alright, alright! Just calm down!"

Diona placed her family crest, a white eagle on a black background, on the table and asked, "You told us that we were family of one. I need to know what is going on with you?"

Rita and Lena's expressions tensed.

Adam took a sip of tea and exhaled, "Nothing, I just want us to give up to continue to be monarchs to retreat behind the scenes to control, this is the inevitable and my decision of history."

"You're joking right?" Lena asked, "I've read an awful lot of history and I know the monarchy always goes with the flow of progress. Progress shouldn't revolve around us!"

Adam frowned and asked, "Is it history in particular, or are a few of you unwilling to give up your positions? Fascinated by the false name of royalty?"

Diona stood up and placed her fists on the table, "I once heard that the monarchy is a gift from god, and just because something is a gift from god, doesn't mean it's not valuable. We should hold on to our gift tightly. Not let it be twisted by you or anyone else to just means of maintaining your position."

Adam clenched his fists, "I beg to differ! The will of the people and their standard of living are the most important factors. If it isn't good for the people, then it isn't good!"

"I disagree, progress shouldn't be sacrificed for-"

Adam started to get angrier and walked over to his daughter, "Why don't you understand me? This is a better way to prevent revolutionary struggle and to keep us ruling with a democratic constitution."

"Democracy? Then why don't you let the employees in our family business elect the CEO and shareholders by one person, one vote? Why don't you let the workers call the shots? Don't they rely on our family business for their livelihood?"

"Lena, it's…it's different!"

"No, it isn't! You did it for yourself, you got me back so I could help you convince Diona! You passed the legalized prostitution ordinance and repealed it just to fight Evelyn! Why should we abandon centuries of tradition and fall in line with the times? Why should we abandon what we were born to do? Father, I beg you…I beg you to not give up the throne. Not now, not ever."

Adam clenched his fists, "I'm sorry, Lena. It's inevitable anyway."

Lena sat down on the couch and exhaled, "I know."

Adam stood up and said, "I'm sorry too, Lena. Please, continue with your questions."

Diona asked, "So, what is it that you want us to do?"

"Here's the thing, we can't continue to rule the order in the public eye, sooner or later it will be suspicious why we never age. I think we should manipulate the elections behind the scenes to control this country that was once an empire that was supposed to fall into chaos. Then, after everything is in our hands, we can step down and become shadows again."

"Will that work?" Lena asked.

"It's the only way to make sure we still have a legacy. We have to think long term about this, the other shadows won't be as preoccupied with power as we are."

Senuita sighed as Diona narrowed her eyes and said, "We need to think about whether we want to become a shadow government like this, but you should at least communicate with us."

"Sorry, but I don't have time for that. I have my reasons. If any of you are willing to take over, do it, but I don't want to be bothered."

Diona stood up and shouted, "I'm not going to sit here and be shouted at like a common servant! You need to respect us as your equals or we are not going to help you!"

"Shut up! I'm the one who owns you! You're not even free! What the hell are you yelling about?"

"That's not true, you're my father!"

"No, I'm your master!"

"Same thing! I'm not your child, I'm your slave!"

"Don't try to play word games! You are my property and nothing more! Now sit the fuck down! I don't want to hear your whining."

Diona got closer to him and shouted, "I'm nothing more than your property! You can throw me away like a used tissue! But I won't fucking stand for being talked to like I'm some sort of slave! You are not my father! You are not my father!"

"How can you talk like that?! Is that how you see me?"

"Yes! No…I don't know! At least not anymore! You made me into what I am! All of you did! And I'm sick of it! I'm leaving!"

She ran out of the room.

Her outburst wasn't completely unexpected, but it still hurt to hear. At this point, he really didn't care about her.

Senuita looked at Adam and went after Diona. Lena scratched her head and said, "You shouldn't treat her like that, like your slave girl."

"And you shouldn't talk back to me like she did, you're lucky I don't have your head on a stick," Adam snapped.

"I wasn't talking back to you, I was…"

"Lena, I don't have time to bend over backwards for you. You're the last person who should be getting angry at someone else's decisions. Especially when you're directly involved. Now, I don't want to hear anything about your side of things. You're not part of the decision-making process. Understood?"

"Yeah, got it, but…"

"Good. Now let's get to work. Your new duties will be assigned shortly. As I said, you're lucky to be working at all. Just don't make me regret this."

"I won't. I just want to know if you're still you. If you're mentally stable, we can resume our old relationship."

"Ha. Very funny, Lena." He spat on the ground.

She gave him a weary look, then left.

Lena was concerned about her sister and went to look for her. She found her sitting on the ground next to a wall, hugging her knees and rocking back and forth, murmuring things over and over. It looked like she was trying to calm down, but it was only making her feel even more upset.

Lena sat down next to her and waited until she noticed. Then, she asked, "Diona, why are you so upset? I don't understand. We're going to be alright, right?"

She didn't answer, just kept on rocking back and forth.

"Diona, I know something happened. I saw it."

"You'll never understand."

"Try me."

"It's…dead, Lena. I have no more feelings."

"What? You can't mean that."

"I do mean it. It's like my heart is broken and there's nothing you can do to fix it."

Lena remain silent, unsure of how to respond.

"Please, leave me alone."

Lena knew this was something she had to deal with, so she decided to confront it. "Alright, let's try this again. Tell me everything that happened, in starting with when you first noticed something was wrong."

Diona told her everything. From the first time she saw him in the library, to his words of praise, to the kiss, to the gift, to seeing him with another girl. She ended on her outburst.

Lena was speechless at first. Then she asked, "Do you think he's the one who broke your heart or did someone else and then he just covered it up really well?"

"I dunno. All of it felt too real to be a lie."

"Well, I think you should ask him why he did it."

"No! If he did, what's the point of going through all this? We're going to fall in love with him again. We're doomed no matter what."

"So, you just watched him waste his life in the sheets with other girls?"

"He's not a waste. He has charm. Just like you do."

"Charm? He's arrogant, condescending, lazy, and a massive prick."

"And that's why you're not his type."

"Are you serious?"

"Quite."

Lena wiped her eyes and said, "Well, you're going to keep letting him fall into the arms of other girls?"

"I don't have much of a choice. He's not interested in me."

"Yes, he is. I saw how he looked at you sometimes. He likes you. A lot."

"I'm not blind, Lena. But I'm not his type either. Look at me. I'm the perfect girl."

Lena stared at her face and said, "Then why worry? You desire his gaze on you alone, don't you? The problem is that you have to go through extraordinary means to control him. Even if he is your father by blood."

"He's my father. I'll deal with it."

"You don't know if that's true. Maybe he just used you for your body."

Diona stood up suddenly and yelled, "Lena you're being a stupid fool. I hate you for how you've brought up this topic. You're lucky I'm not going to kill you!" Then, she ran off.

"I'm sorry," Lena mumbled, running after her. "I was just trying to help."

"You're lucky I'm not a monster. Go away."

She didn't bother to ask Diona what she meant by this since she was too busy apologizing. As she walked away, she wondered if she'd done the wrong thing. As she continued to think about it, she began to feel doubt creep in. Maybe Diona was right. Maybe she would be better off letting go of her father.

Once again, Lena feels fortunate that she and Adam are only in a stepfather-daughter relationship. It's not ideal, but it's better than being in a mother-daughter sibling relationship.

Lena thought about what she could do to make amends. She could try asking him about the other girls. It's possible he'd tell her, or he might be upset about it and shut her out. Maybe he'd even resign from the empire. He's a great leader, but he could just be a bad apple. Lena doesn't know him that well.

She could try being a better daughter to him. Maybe even leave the republic with him.

If he's the one causing all the troubles and problems, maybe it isn't such a bad idea. It could help her sleep better at night knowing that she did everything in her power to correct the situation.

She could also tell him. She's his daughter. She has the right.

But, it could harm her. He'd be mad at first, but the problem is it would probably be temporary. In any case, she had to make a decision. How on earth could this family problem be solved?

Lena quietly pushed open the door to the room where Adam was standing in front of his painting staring at the unfinished one, he looked back at Lena and nodded. She closed the door and slowly walked next to him.

He said, "So, I'm very busy with other matters right now. It's sort of why I came to talk to you in the first place. It's something I have to take care of."

Adam nodded and put down his pen, gestured to the couch and said, "Sit down, we need to have a serious talk."

Lena sat down on the couch and said, "What's going on?"

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Well, Lena, I'm going to come right out and say it."

"What?"

He took a deep breath and exhaled.

"Who do you think our real enemy is?"

"Um, the empire?"

"No, the republic. I know you've been rebellious lately. Last time I checked, you were a loyal citizen. Even this," He shook his head and said, "Our enemies' enemy is not our friend."

"What?"

Adam stared at her and said sternly, "We are the rulers of the country, and who are our real enemies? Think about it."

Lena furrowed her eyebrows and asked, "Are you serious?"

He nodded and said, "Yes, I am."

She stood up and said, "Stop changing the subject. I don't know what you're talking about."

"I'm saying, who do you think our enemies' enemies are?"

"Um...I dunno."

"It's the governed versus our allies, think about it, if one of our allies establishes an autonomous industrial system and economic prosperity, or if a domestic class group gains enough influence?"

"I guess so, but who are our friends?"

"Exactly, so who do you think our friends are?"

She thought for a moment and said, "The military, the rulers, the elite?"

"Yes and no, sit on my lap."

She hesitated and said, "I don't think I like where this is going."

He lifted her onto his lap and said, "Kiss me, I'm your loving daddy."

She wasn't sure about this, but she leaned into this. The first kiss he planted on her was slow and deliberate, but once he figured out she wouldn't fight him, the kiss became more passionate. He held onto her and she felt herself growing drowsy. He soon stopped kissing her though and laid her down on the couch. His face was pressed against hers and she could smell his scent against the perfume of the other girls.

Adam began to speak, "Lena, my sweet girl, I want to know if you'll back me."

She sat up and looked at him. She didn't know what to say. She didn't know what to do.

"We should concede political rights to the people and provide economic benefits for them to enjoy their lives without fear, Diona doesn't understand this, she wants to continue to rule as she did before." Adam stared at her, waiting for her answer.

"So, you're saying you want to just give up?"

"I am old in mind, and I will give you everything, but I am not sure how you will do it."

"How do I do it?"

He kissed her forehead and said, "You'll figure it out Lena."

"Well, when you're ready let me know. I'm going to go back to work."

"One more question, who would you choose?"

"The people, I want to rule the people."

"Yes, that's my girl."

She nodded and slowly got up off his lap. She looked at him and said, "When you change the government to a republic, will it stay the same?"

"I hope so."

He smiled and watched as she slowly walked off. He knew she would ask questions like this. That was her nature, she was always skeptical of things. He thought about trying to explain it, but decided against it. It was pointless to try to explain something not everyone would understand. He had to trust in the people, they had to make the right choice.

He hoped that she would too, but it wouldn't hurt if she voted with her heart rather than her head.

He walked over to his painting and picked it up. He looked at it for a moment, before setting it back up on the wall. He would redo some of his lighting and fix the shadows, but that was about it. He looked at the clock, it read 1:30AM, he had some time to kill.

Hera stepped from the bedroom down the stairs behind him, Adam looked back and stared at the painting again and asked, "What do you think?"

She looked at it and smiled, "It's definitely a work in progress. I think we could talk about it some more in the morning before we go to sleep."

"Alright."

Adam responded casually, turned to stare at his bitch and said, "What do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know, what've you been working on?"

"I was going to finish this painting, but I guess I should go to bed if I want to get any rest."

"Really? Suggest I make a wild guess?"

Adam looked at her and said, "I'm pretty sure you already know what I've been working on."

She didn't respond, he continued, "Do you not agree?"

"It's not for me to know and decide, I just think people like you become arrogant and apathetic because of the information gap and power, and what you have decided will not change because of me. I'm the outsider."

He laughed, "You don't want to be part of this, but you can't help being part of it either. It's really quite comical."

"I'm being serious."

"So am I, if you really had any power over me, you wouldn't be here arguing with me."

"You don't know what I want."

"So...what's the point?"

Hera walked over to his desk, picked up a cup of tea and poured it out saying, "I said it was just conversation, you need that to get yourself stressed out, like you do by going to bed with a girl like me."

She sipped the tea, before continuing, "I want to hear about your future plans. You are planning something, I can tell."

"Can't argue with you there."

"So?"

Adam sat down on the couch and said, "Kneel in front of me so I can listen to your speculations in peace."

She mock bowed, "As you wish, my lord."

She sat down on the floor in front of him and he reclined, staring at her while he put his finger to his lips.

"Well?" she ran her fingers through his hair.

"I guess you want to depose your daughter Diona and replace her with a more obedient one? A master?"

He took his finger from his lips, "Correct."

"You were worried about her overthrowing you before you recalled Lena, and you had your own puppet company come to a foreign country to work in the underground economy to weaken it rather than for profit?"

"That is correct."

"Yes, I know. She's jealous of you and I think ultimately she wants your spot."

Adam frowned and stroked her hair and said, "That's a guess I don't like."

She tilted her head and continued to smile, "Well, I'm only telling you what I think. You want me to stop?"

"No, keep going."

She bit her lip, "Well, you're planning something that's going to replace the government with a private company to benefit you and your buddies, but you want it to be like changing the oil."

He raised an eyebrow, she continued, "You know, I think that Lena will be a good candidate for your new puppet. She seems intelligent and obedient. Oh, and she fancies you."

"What the hell makes you think that?"

Hera withdrew her hands and placed them between his legs to massage them and said, "I'm sure of it, just like you need to release stress with distraction."

She looked up at him and asked, "So...I was wondering...do you want me to beg?"

He smirked and nodded his head.

Hera immediately dropped to her knees and unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers, pulled out his cock and took it into her mouth.

"Oh yeah, just like that..." he moaned.

Hera looked up at him with the corners of her eyes and licked her lips, Adam could tell this was going a different way from how his conversations went with other women. It was always the same; he could tell them anything and they would stay by his side. Even if they didn't like it, they would still accept it because the alternative was death. Even his proclivities were different with this girl.

"Would you do something for me?" he suddenly asked.

"Of course, what?" she said, continuing to suck his cock.

"Keep doing what you're doing, but when I say stop, don't stop."

She looked up at him as she continued to suck, as if thinki

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