"Good point, Amy. I said it could be a dominatrix outfit, but in fact I don't swing that way. In my mind, this is the outfit of a sex slave. See the c...ains between my ankles?" She reached down and touched the chain, setting her big jugs swaying and dangling. "That's to remind me that I'm not allowed to go far without my master's permission. And the handcuffs around one wrist?" She brought her hands to the handcuffs and caressed them. "That's for when Alan, er, I mean my master, ties me to the. Her hair was dark and chin-length. She wore military-style boots, with fishnet stocking spanning the length of her legs, before disappearing up the leg of her cut-off denim shorts. Her t-shirt bore a Misfits logo on it, and was short and torn in spots that made it seem almost intentional. She didn't look to be any older than 17. Her eyes, though. They glowed white. I was frozen. Whether it was from her beauty, or the fact that she appeared at all, was beyond me."Intrafe. I need you to calm. .. not glistening ... she stunk. But her mind was in her closet ... did she have anything suitable? Yes! she did. Then there was David ... handsome in a craggy sort of way, not tall. He had small feet but huge shoulders ... blond, ice blue eyes, weatherbeaten ... not an indulged man. A working man's man. Older ... but he had all his hair and teeth. Her pussy spritzed."How long have you had these reservations?" I radioed them before we got here." What time?" Oh, early afternoon." No ... what. “Is that all you ever have on your mind, is sex?”“You bet it is!” She smiled.“I’m sure we would have fucked last night, but I backed out,” Claudia confided.“Are you fucking nuts?” Kim questioned. “I’d fuck him in a minute!”“Last night at the movies, he did give me the best finger fucking of my life!”“You let him finger your pussy right in the movie theatre?” Tracy exclaimed.“I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs when he made me cum, it felt so great!”“He sure beats the guys that live around.