Lisa spent the next hour and a half wondering what she would find. Sherri seemed so nice, but the idea of a slave, some sort of sex slave, a voluntary...slave, and Lisa started to worry. What if they did something to her? What if they attacked her, and drew her into their sick fantasy world? What if they raped her and brain washed her to believe she wanted to be a slave too? What if Sherri was the bait, used to draw helpless women into this insane fantasy world? The more that Lisa thought, the. You hesitate and resist at first. But you feel my hand fondling your young titties, pinching your nipples. And you feel my rigid erection rubbing against your tummy. And my tongue penetrating your lips. And slowly, slowly, you relax into my arms. Your breath comes deeper and faster, and then you are kissing me back. I feel your crotch begin to grind against my hip. I know I have you when I feel your little hand gently clasp my throbbing cock and start stroking it. I pick you up in my strong. Rick chimed in, “And no removing of clothes, that’s right out.” he said as the pulled the string behind Sara’s back releasing her breasts. Her c-cup titties stood firm and proud, the way only a young girl’s can. I struggled with Amy’s bikini top, finally getting it off. All the while she was grinding her crotch into mine. If anything her’s were slightly bigger than Sara. She leaned down and put one of her nipples to my mouth and it would have been impolite to refuse. I began to suck her as. Natural blonde hair. She could sense that I was staring at her when ever she was not looking. Soon she smiled at me and eventially we started talking. Things progressed, first little kisses and hugs. Finally we ended up having sex. Her body was unbelievable and I enjoyed every moment with her. Things got more serious and soon she left her husband and moved in with me.This is where the real story starts. I loved her with all my heart and I believed she felt the same way. Our sex was great, but.