Danica stood facing her own bed, a blond headed woman laying on her back on the bed. It was play time for daddies not so little and not so dependent daughter. With her dagger in hand, a wicked smile on her lips, her eyes held the woman within. Deserae was a mostly broken pet, then again Deserae was so weak willed it had not taken much to break her; it suited Danica just fine. The woman was gorgeous, full of body, and was unquestionably submissive.<br/><br/>With a quick motion Danica jumped onto the bed, crawling with her knees, until she was straddling her naked pet, her knife waving menacingly over the woman's large bosom. This predictably drew whimpering from the woman who cowered under her master, her hands and arms now trapped under Danica's knees.<strong>Pretty kitty.</strong>Danica cooed to the poor pet. With her free hand she stroked the girls breasts softly, while the dagger found a home at the girls throat.<strong>Don't flinch or you might get hurt.</strong>Deserae didn't flinch, being very obedient.<br/><br/>Jordan lay in his large cage, listening absentmindedly to his mistress playing with her first. He was Danica's second, but wasn't fully finished yet as she had nabbed him about half way through the first year of the farms operation. His mind was partially broken and his body had begun being changed.<br/><br/>Seeing Deserae being such a good kitty, she got off of the woman and set her feet back onto the ground.<strong>Come here kitten.</strong>Deserae only hesitated a moment, her eyes fixated on the dagger but she knew not to wait to long it the dagger might actually cut her. Crawling over and down onto the ground; her body for a moment was half way on the bed, and the ground stretching her out making Danica bite her lip. When Deserae wrapped her arms around her mistresses leg and waited patiently for more commands, Danica knelt down and pet her on her beautiful blond head.<strong>Good kitten.</strong>