Was that Michael’s hand that brushed over the tender folds of my skin? Or was that Robert’s strong and merciless penetrating fingers that eventual...y loosened the grip on every muscle in my body that let me drift off into a deep and thoughtless sleep? I eventually woke up with only an hour to pack my bags and get ready for dinner, which we had downstairs in the hotel restaurant. Over bites of roasted quail with unexpected flavors of apple and ginger, Michael asked a very unexpected question.. "Now look who's joking!" I mean it," Laura said, with a straight face.Suddenly they both became uncomfortable, exchanging compliments so boldly."I gotta get back to work," Tracy said suddenly. Then she winked. "Watch where you're going next time."Laura smiled warmly at her, trying to show through her smile the kind of strong feelings she had. "I will."She turned and watched Tracy as she walked down the aisle toward the rear part of the store. Laura felt a hot, excited tingling in the pit of her. Here it comes!" "Oh yes, yes, me too!" I buried myself in her hot cunt and emptied my balls at exactly the same moment he pulled her head right down on his shaft and squirted in her mouth. We cleaned ourselves up and the guy offered to drive us back to our start point. I'd kinda hoped to repeat the experience by hitching back but it was getting late and there wasn't a lot of traffic about so we gratefully accepted. We parted with him saying that he hoped to see us again. I didn't like to. I was pretty scared.”“I can imagine. I think I might know this club. Where was it located?” Nina gave Gretchen the general location, and she said, “Yeah, I do know that place. I’ve been there several times. It’s not quite as extreme as some of them. They have some pretty rigid limits on what you can do to a slave, so there’s no bloodshed.”“Did your former master take you there?”“No, I’ve only been there as a Mistress. They have several slaves who are available to get used, and there are always.