A part of me lives in a cage, but we are one. Don't you worry though, you will learn. As you will learn to submit all of you and not just a part of yo...rself. Simply moaning in delight whenever you call me Master wouldn't even be good enough coming from a mere human, but you are the Goddess of Submission, supposed to be the perfect slave.You believe you are free to submit and to choose your master?NO one is free of his own nature Iane. Your belief in your freedom will end today. Your body and. Sarah, my assessment of you, is that you are neither dominant nor submissive. You are like the rest of us in this room, including the guys. You just want to love and be loved with gentle kindness and consideration. Although you may not have experienced it yet. We don't always do group sex."Just then, Bob and Stan returned.Alice said, "What did you find?" All we found were several more bugs in the general area where we have our gatherings. The living quarters were clean, as was the office.. He let the nipple fall from his mouth and stood up straight, pressing himself into her. His head beside hers so he could whisper in her ear. “I think someone wants to be a little slut for me... Am I right?” His voice was low and oozed sexuality and authority. He pinched her nipple, roughly.Yes, sir,” she responded without thinking.“Mmmm, that’s my good little slut.” He let go of her hands and nipple and grabbed her on either side to hike up her skirt. He pulled it up until her matching lacy red. I glanced down and saw a huge bulge in his underwear. He saw me stare, turned scarlet red and covered it up with his hands. ‘Are you embarrassed?’ I asked him, ‘We’re you afraid to take your pants off because you had an erection?’ ‘Yes,’ he whispered, ‘I was taught that except for procreation, it is a sin to show any any desire. I can’t help it.’ ‘It’s not a sin’ I told him, ‘God gave us the ability to procreate. He works in mysterious ways. He helps and guides us in our actions. It’s natural..