“She is just getting started with you. She knows how good you are at heart,” she continued to tell me in conspiratory tone. “You know before you...came, she was telling me how fascinated you are by her beauty, and that you keep looking at her all the time and admiring her, and how you keep buying her gifts to impress her and...” her voice trailed off.I just nodded my head, and smiled benignly at her.“Of course, I know her real self, it is the other way round. I am sure she is trying to seduce. We would just get lost in each other, know what the other wanted, no awkwardness, no thinking what we would do next...and it would be just sex with us..I'm confident it would be passionate and an emotional connection which would make it so intense and wild.My list...wow, I haven't thought bout that in a while. Ok...there's on a beach in the sand with a clear sky and lots of stars. Also the forest one, lying in the grass but daytime so there's that element of getting caught. And the one people. We stopped for a break near a large oak tree and the group set up blankets and chairs to have some sort of a makeshift picnic.I noticed a weird pattern while the food was being distributed. I was the last one to be given any food item. It wasn’t because I sat at the end of an imaginary line or arrangement or anything but I was given whatever was leftover, the bad apples of the lot if you will. And some items, I wasn’t getting at all. It seemed as if they had prepared food only for twenty-seven. "We've run out of toilet paper," she said, "and we must find a solution." "Do you have any ideas?," she sniffed, holding my head down, and next to the slaves ass. I knew what she wanted and knew better than to hesitate or refuse anything she suggested. The pretty slave stood up and turned toward me, spreading her asscheeks.A brown coating of fresh shit covered her inner recesses, and her butthole was covered with a thicker coating. I looked up at the domineering Madam and pushed inward.