Many scratches, marks, whip marks all over my chest, stomach, cock fur, thighs and ass.I was not allowed to clean up from the last three days and was ...overed in dirt and grime, dried cum and my ass was full of fresh cum from last nite, huge loads of it-and here I was driving to be used and abused again by some other master-what was wrong with me?I parked the car, and wearing only my thin black slave collar walked about 60 yaeds to his room, in broad daylight, and many people statred at me and. No matter. He only needed to put her in it. With what he'd been working on for the half year since he'd been recruited to the International Science Reserve, it wouldn't be hard.Of course his various overseers all thought his work had been a series of pathetic failures. One that had earned him a steady stream of the same scorn he'd suffered from so many whores through the long years of his education. Not to mention the men, too blinded by pussy to see the truth of the women they leapt to defend. " I think there's time for that later," he said, smiling, and reachingfor the cuffs. She grinned, and snapped a cuff over one wrist. Workinghis way up the bed, she threaded the cuff through the iron-wroughtrailing at the head of the bed, and snapped the cuff onto his otherwrist. He was well secured."There, that should do," she said to him. She stepped back and admiredher handiwork. Bryan looked at her expectantly. She didn't sayanything, but just moved to the dressing screen at the end of the. Reaching her arms up, she put her hands behind my neck and pulled my face down to hers. We kissed, and at that moment I knew that I had seen a glimmer of the light that I had set out to find. It was physical human contact that I missed. The rest of my life was fine, and my routine masturbation had stopped me killing someone, but the touch of another person, male or female, was what I craved.We kissed for a long time, and my hands, unprompted, moved to those perfect little breasts. Having an.