So why are you explainingyourself?" "I justdon't want you to think that I'm a slut or anything." "You'renot a slut," hestroked my hair, then adde..., "But I wouldn't mind if you became my slut.My obedient black slut." He strokedmy hair once more then laid back in bed while I digested his last words witha furrowed expression. Then before long I was drifting off into a light,brief sleep. * Webecame closer over the next month. He craved intimacy and was very demandingof it. He often. He thought he’d better wrap it up.“Jack lets have a night cap and talk about what was on your mind yesterday.”Taking his beer Jack said, “Will, you’ve got this big house and it’s only you living here. What would you say to Judith staying here while I’m in Iraq? It would save me about $1500 a month and Judith would have someone to talk to?”“Jack what does Judith think of this idea?”“Doesn’t matter, she’ll do whatever I tell her is best.”Will had to give the idea some thought. How comfortable. I answered the door eager to meet my Master in person. We kissed passionately for the longest time then I led him up to my room, letting him know that my Aunt was gone for the week and we had the place to ourselves. When we got to my room I removed my clothing quickly and showed him the body of his slave, hoping to please him. I then got permission to remove his clothing and after doing so I put his entire already hardening member in my mouth and down my throat. I could taste his wonderful. I begin to move my hands back down, over her ribs and belly and as my fingers slide down a little bit at a time, making her wait for what she knows is coming next. I slide my hands down she feels the warmth of my breath on her back, my fingers now gently stroking the soft skin above her pussy, where she really wants them. Her body arches as my fingers finally slip down to the wet warmth of her pussy. She has been aching for me to touch for so long. My fingers slide down and exploring her,.