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You have to pay close attetion to your girls and understand their wants and needs and know the difference between the two. Wants do not have to be met, but needs do and they vary between each girl. This is why precision and routine become vital, for without these expectations, you'd lose voyeur your mind keeping your girls busy and blind to changes in their behavior. Subs do not often speak to the Owners about their feelings, especially when they are unhappy. Even when asked, they will tend to lie so as not to burden him with their problems, but also, he is expected to know most of their problems without being asked. He is the problem solver and the decision maker so it's his problem to deal with issues that relate to his girls. I knew better than to spend more time with Melanie than the other girls and that was my mistake, a mistake I would come to correct, but it was only a mistake because I made it clear I wanted to treat my girls equally. Audrey had no issue accepting Melanie as her better and had I pressed the issue, Bonnie would quickly accept it as well, but then I would have a problem with Melanie. She didn't want to Big Tits be better than her sisters, she wanted to be equal to them so she had others who felt like she did. Of course, she would be the Alpha sub if that was what I wanted, but it was not her desired place. Conversely, Bonnie wanted to be the Alpha sub, but there was no way I'd give her that kind of authority over her sisters, certainly not until she'd been in my posession for a few years. This was the kind of stuff I had to deal with on a daily basis and why Melanie felt so bad for me, because she knew I would have to experience all of this alone. I couldn't bitch and moan about my problems governing my girls, to my girls. I couldn't complain to one about the actions of another and I had no other person I could vent to either. To top it off, I also had to plan for our Family's future and work and playtime and routines, etc. This would amateur become a lot easier as the years progressed and everyone fell in line, but in the meantime, it was a lot for an eighteen year old man to adjust to. Still though, I wouldn't call myself an Alpha and my girls wouldn't follow me through the gates of Hell if I didn't thrive on a challenge. With the shower finished and food in my belly, I was ready to start the day. As it was a Saturday, I didn't have work and keeping up the home and lawn was the women's responsibility, I decided to see if I could find anything out about my past. I told Bonnie to go work on craft show items, but she begged to spend the day with me, being it was our first weekend alone together. Given we had shared a tender moment earlier and she was still riding the buzz of love, I decided to allow her to help me. I had an idea that perhaps I was going about searching for my parents the wrong way. I had hit a dead end going back through my history so I thought I would change gears and start with my uncle's history and work forward. Surely he had records from his birth or childhood before his sister, my mother, married my father and kicked Bill out of their lives. From Audrey's recounting of events, Bill was able to drive out, get me and bring me back home in a day, meaning I was born less than half a day's travel from here. I also discovered that they had only been married for a few of years before I came into their lives. Bill was already disowned before they met, but he still had their phone number and had to have been in contact with them for them to be able to reach him in Milton. That meant one of two things. Either they still lived in the same area that Bill used to live or there would be contact information somewhere amongst the boxes of his things mature Audrey kept after her move here. Bonnie was extremely happy to help in this endeavor, although she wasn't sure what she was looking for, but at least she got be used as a urinal and go-fer while I searched. Audrey kept Bill's things in boxes up in the attic. While the rest of the house was clean and renovated, the attic smelled of musty old wood and dust. Furthermore, it was not connected to the AC system and cooked under the late June sun so we worked up here naked. Normally, Bonnie enjoyed when we were naked together, but it was just too dirty and sweaty up there to become aroused. I remembered that I was Big Tits naked, and blushed a bit. That tall golden woman could really be mine. Strangled sounds struggled out of her torn mouth. I stand and she starts washing my back and I feel her reach around cupping my Is this how the Death God would take amateur her? “It never really occurred to me, I mean. Yet now there was obviously bad blood between Stephanie and this slave named Sapphire. And she lost herself to it. He watched as her sphincter spread open at the pressure. Manya allowed him to play around, with the confidence that it was simply a childlike fascination which he would soon overcome. Miss Margaret pulls the panties down upside-down over her head. After a moment, I made it to the door and peeked out the small window. That’s when I noticed that Trevor was not voyeur just a sexy yummy man, he was a gentleman, he actually opened his door for me, that had never happened before at mature all and before I knew it, we were finally off on our first hot date. Kristen is still struggling with her restraints but quickly finds its useless, we are both stuck.