He was older, perhaps old enough to have some grey in his beard should he ever allow himself to grow one. He wore black robes and a seminar on his lef... hip. The whip, with which he had taught her former master respect, stayed coiled on his right hip. Early on in the journey she had feared that whip and how he might use it on her. But as their trek wore on and it became more and more apparent that the Moor was not interested in her for the purpose of objectification, she relaxed and learned it. “I’m not always going to be horrible to you; I’m just like that when I’m really horny sometimes. You are a loser don’t get me wrong, but you’re a good slave. You’re taking care of my sister and I’m thankful for that and you made me cum like crazy.” She continues to kiss your neck; her soft words are all of a sudden very soothing. She begins massaging your chastity belt and your cock presses against the cage. “Don’t fight me okay, I want to be gentle with you at the moment. I want you to kiss me. " I opened the package and inside I found a little black corset, some tanstockings, a few pairs of lacy panties and a new pair of high heels.These heels were really high black patent leather and were really hot andthey were my size. Part of me was really excited and part of me wasworried. I didn't know if this was just a little game that Megan wasplaying with me but at this point I really decided that I would playalong. I stood there by the mirror for a few minutes looking at my self but. Is that under stood?" I told you long ago that I would not run and I haven't. I will admit that during the first few months of pregnancy I was a little out of control. I will never leave my son. You don't need the pit any more. Please as a favor to me close it up." The hole is there as a reminder. But this cave is going to get too small with my son growing as he is. It will take time to find a good site for another one. If you behave, I promise that I will not put a pit in that one. That is all.