You are not sick

Time for Afternoon meal, Emilia brought her food and she ate and went back to bed.

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Jennifer woke up in the evening, feeling revived but not too strong. She slowly opened her eyes and took a few deep breaths.

She shifted in bed and pushed at her blanket to cool herself off. Her heart began to race as her hands grazed the familiar feeling of Mike's hard and large body.

"I was wondering how long it would take my lady slave to wake up," Mike murmured softly. He shifted closer to her on the bed, wrapping his arm around her stomach. Jennifer frowned, "When did you entered my room?... and even laid down on my bed." She tried to push his arm away, but he pulled her against his torso with an irritating ease. He was far way too strong for her.

"How will you know when all you do is eat and sleep. I guess you know what i came for. I hope you are not wearing anything because i don't want to stress myself.

"Please sir, I am very sick. I don't think you are going to have sex with me tonight,