And all three breathe it in before a second’s thought.Jenny opens her arms in a wide, welcoming gesture. “Welcome my friends. You are just in time...to help me.”The three women kneel eagerly at her feet, not thinking of anything else but servicing the woman with the nice cock in front of them. Cassandra reaches up and takes hold of her big, limp cock. Gone is the slit of her pussy and in its place is a pair of golf ball sized balls.“Service me,” Jenny growls.Cassandra simply moves forward,. I edited out the mundane parts. Learning to cook, to bake, to clean, to massage. Tai chi, guided meditation, fencing, horseback riding&hellip,I tried to teach my slaves everything. You never knew what turned on a rich Saudi Prince or German Entrepreneur. I cant quit now. If I give her back to you now, she will need therapy. My process is meant to break the will, and then rebuild it&hellip,into, well, into a slave that truly enjoys being used. Monster, he tried to say under his breath. Tor, why. All the innumerable looks and even the whistle continued to add to the count.I pulled Renée to me and kissed her standing in the middle of the busy walkway. It was obvious that I caught her by surprise, but she quickly returned my attention.After breaking the kiss she asked, "What was that for?" Her smile indicated her approval."For being honest and positive with me," I answered.She looked at me somewhat stunned. "You've never kissed me like that though." That's because I was still waiting for. That lady greeted me with a warm welcome to her shop and enquired how she could help me. I was very impressed with the way that woman looked.She introduced herself as Odette and then I was sure she was the owner. She was a sexy and beautiful mid-forties woman; long black hair, green eyes, long legs to die for and a sensual smile when she spoke… She had a French accent and her voice was also very seductive, as all her look was.I told her I was looking for some sexy outfit to warm up my poor.