He watched as I gave it a few slow rubs and then slowly pulled the foreskin all the way back until my shiny knob was completely exposed. I held the sk...n back loving the feeling of warm air moving over my exposed glans feeling the veins standing out on the sides of my fully erect shaft. When I’m really hard like this it’s about six and a half inches.“I bet that feels nice, doesn’t it?” He asked as he continued to slowly rub his own much bigger cock.“Mmm, er yeah…” I mumbled still nervous but. My dream had left me feeling unfulfilled and antsy. It had been intense. Anyway, in the dream I'm bound to this big pillar, my arms wrapped around it and my face rested against cool stone. I hear the footsteps of someone behind me. It's my Master, or at least its my soon-to-be-Master. In my dream I realize that I'm not a slave, not yet, but I'm being inspected to be sold.Of course I'm naked, except for a collar, and while the front of my body is cold, hugging the stone pillar, my backside is. Kathy tried to act as normal as possible around Derrick, and as she would do in the past came over and said hello as he sat in a lawn chair. Of course she couldn't resist giving him the little peek down her blouse. As before, Megan glanced in their direction and frowned.Derrick could hear the mental voices of everyone around, including Kathy who was revealing, although she never had actually said it to him, that just looking at him made her horny. He had to smile at her mental thought, but he. We all left the room. When we went into the anteroom, I said ‘Clear this room. All but Captain Ross.’ Everyone else was puzzled, but left. Cindy realized why I’d given that instruction when I flipped the switch to hear the conversation. She didn’t even bat an eyelash. ‘Listen, punk.’ ordered Sharples. ‘You call Dick Ferrell. You tell him that if he does not send me a real attorney, and a competent one, I am going to start telling Troy everything I know… and I mean everything.’ ‘I can’t do.