Even though she was naked and on display in public, since there was no public it was boring with a capital ‘B’. Marie worried about the fact that ...he was going to be harvested to feed people at her own party, but other than the pain of the cuts, she had enjoyed having her breast and cunt filet regrow. Marie heard Bob as he walked back to where she was standing.“This is going to be a long boring day. I will harvest the extra meat tomorrow for your party. Freshness counts from Bob’s meats.” Bob. I liked his bed, I wanted to stay there forever. I slept in his bed for the rest of that week, and the next two visits after that.He moved to new flat. This was one room. I thought I would still sleep with him, but he said I couldnt. I had no excuse now, no ants to be afraid of. In the morning, when he got out of the shower, he would think I was still asleep, so he wouldnt where a towel, I would watch him walk around, naked. His penis was very big, I think. Before I hit puberty, I had no real. Queen. Mistress. Also him using dirty words making me scratch him, bite him. Mark him. Deciding to allow him this scene was unselfish. I am jealous and never allow others to touch my collared slave. Viewing the pics again, seeing this slut sucking on my slave, gives me another idea. ‘Turn around,’ I command my slave. I am presented with a lovely view of his tight ass. The panties are sheer red, the dark line of his crack visible through the panties. ‘Crawl to the couch.’ Doing as he is. I was flinching. It was worse than the other time. Because, then, I didn't feel like I was flinching, even if, maybe, I was. This time, I really was. I could feel it myself." You're gonna be OK," Sandy said."We got ten more games to play. I better be OK." You tell Paul you need to sit out tonight's game," she said. "Give yourself a break. Be available to pinch hit, if necessary, but don't start." OK. You think I should go back in the box?" You don't need to go back in the box," Sandy said..