"Thanks, but no." I started walking past her when I heard Sarah cry out.I looked back to see that the remaining girls had surrounded her andwere holdi...g her."Let her ..." My protest was cut short as the leader kicked me in theballs causing me to drop to my knees, holding my painful balls while dryheaving.Before I could move all our stuff was grabbed by the group and takenfrom us.The guys joined the group and they, the leader, and one of the othergirls had a whispered conversation. Finally the. Still standing, I slipped my hand inside his jocks and pulled out his hard, rampant cock. Kneeling on the floor, I ran my tongue along the underside of his cock which was pointing vertically upwards. Kissing and licking the shaft of his cock, I worked my way up to the bulbous circumcised head. I glanced around to look at the girls, and I noticed that their eyes were wide open in amazement. Their eyes responded to every movement I made while stroking his shaft, while at the same time, licking. ..Nothing. But the little white Ford was there, but no one in it. I went back twice more and no cowboy but the Ford car was there. So I just waited until the owner came back. (Me being nosey) I waited for ages and was going to go home when a woman came into view with a little white Scotty dog. She was about 60 – 65. Not very tall and quite plump. She was wearing one of those raincoats 1950's detectives used to wear. I thought 'shit' she was just taking her dog for a walk. Then I noticed her. ‘A slave is not supposed to go against her master’s will or pleasure’. ‘I will take you out tomorrow and buy you the dress you like, I promise’. She thanked me again. But again I was confused if I am supposed to buy her any gift. She didn’t do any great thing. All she did was not resisting me which as a slave she was supposed to do. If I am to complement and reward her for her duties as a slave she will develop independence and fell like an employee rather than a slave. I regretted on giving.