As James wipes the remains of his piss and sperm from his face and hair with his underpants Fiona and I flop in a sweating heap and hope not to be not...ced. James dresses and leaves. When I hear the gate close and know we are safe I push Fiona onto her back and frantically lick at her cunt. The aroma from her vagina is intoxicating as she lifts her legs higher allowing my mouth access to her sweaty anus. I lick her arse hungrily while sniffing at her cunt. I pull down my underpants and push my. ”She said, “Great!!” She then asked the bartender for one more. “I’m Brian,” putting my hand out for a shake.She moved her hand towards mine and said, “I’m Ylena.”“Elena?” I ask, not sure of whether that was right or wrong.“Ylena with ‘Y’,” she repeated.“That’s a beautiful name,” I state. She responded, “I will let my mother know. She really loves my name.”“Flight 1512 to Boston will begin boarding in 15 minutes,” came over the airport speaker system.I had about ½ of beer left and Ylena had. Then the explanation came for the spacious bathroom which also had the track in the floor. The ceiling also had strategic rings in the ceiling and walls for which the slave can be secured for the Masters Enjoyment and control of the slave. I am sure that you remember the 24/7 motto. We take that very seriously here. At ALL times inside the Colony and even in your apartment, the slave MUST be naked, barefoot and chained hand and foot in some manner and secured to the floor or rings that are. Something I would want far more, and very soon, too.She let my head down softly before climbing off me. I felt him pull his cock from my cunt and I was helped up and off the cock that was already slipping out of my arse. I was placed back on the bed in the kneeling position.Someone rang the bell and I waited for the silence to descend. I was very wet, used and I had certainly been fucked. Every part of my body, every hole had different juices coming out of it. I slipped a finger up my cunt and.