She was only about five three, but seemed taller because of the way she carried herself. She had well-defined hips and a nice waistline. I myself was ... tad average, nothing at all to talk about. I stood under six feet and under two hundred pounds. The best thing about me was that I still had all my hair. I jogged at least three times a week, so I was in pretty good shape.The sex was fine. Over the years we had tried just about everything and openly discussed what each of us liked and didn't. I drove through the gate and she shut it and climbed back in. We followed the track up beside a field skirting the woods and finally reached our cottage. It was very remote and had views across the fields for miles.Sally Anne got out of the car and headed across to the cottage. I watched her go admiring once again the sexy sight and then got out and followed. Once again it felt wonderfully exciting walking around in my panties on full view!The cottage was quite basic but for what we wanted was. His fingers were running with Barbara’s fluids, and Bobby gently rubbed one of them down the crease in Barbara’s bottom and pushed gently at her firm anus. Barbara let out a little gasp but then continued with the task of sucking the cock in her throat. Bobby eased his finger further into Barbara’s ass. Barbara was focused on the strong boy’s finger in her ass and her own need to cum when she felt the familiar signs of a cock pulsing in her mouth. Mike was there, his strokes had quickened. I flew over yesterday from Paris to enter into slavery.It was a difficult and scary decision, to leave my country, but now I am here,with my Master.He picked me up at the airport, and I knew immediately that I took the right decision, that I am at the right place, when I saw Him waiting for me and smiling at me.He gave me a kiss on my forehead and said: welcome my slave!Of course I felt a bit fear, but He gently guided me to His car and as we drove away from the airport, He began to explain.