He had on a black cloak and combat boots. Long green seaweed-like hair covered half his mask. He was watching a fight with boredom in his body languag...."Erm... sir? We've got another slave for you," a tough-looking thug came into the room. His hair was dyed blue and in a crew cut style. He wore a green tank-top and purple pants. Several dog-tags were around his neck, each with the name of a past victim. In his hand was a leash and attached to the leash was a naked girl, crying."Another one you. John got in touch with Steve to ask if they were still interested and without hesitation he agreed. Three weeks later Emma, John, Steve and Stuart found themselves on a road trip heading to the rolling hills of Wales where they had all booked a small cottage for a couple of nights. On arrival they all unpacked and took their bags to either bedroom. When they were done they met in the living room. There was no TV, just a log fireplace and the laptop that John had brought for music. They all sat. " That was as far as I got, she threwher purse at me and said, "Go and find yourself a fucking man to lookafter you, there are about forty pounds in that purse, now fuck offand never come back."Then she slammed the door in my face, and I heard the bolts beingdrawn across.I left the garden and sat on a bench in the park, and I was crying,when a man came to me and asked if I was all right, I said, "Yes,Thank you, just home trouble." "Well if there is anything I can do,just give me a shout," he. I remember the softness of your flesh and the sharpness of your nipples and my body stirs again. My lips are on your neck, climbing higher until I take the lobe of your ear into my lips, caressing the line of your ear upward and then just barely touching the inner skin. You feel the heat and slight moisture of my breath in your ear as I tell you softly how badly I have wanted you. You feel my loins pressing into your buttocks, my cock hard and straining and lying between the tantalizing flesh..