No sooner had that happened than it was grabbed by two hungry lips.Hands grabbed the backs of my legs pulling me closer and those lips slidup and down...my cock each time taking more of me into her mouth, and Ohthis was new, her tongue circled my helmet flicking from side to sideacross my slit. Now I was being pulled further and further in until I felt a noseagainst my stomach. Wow Anne had never been this hot before, had I knownthat my dressing turned her on this much I would have done it just. ’ she said seriously, assuring him verbally that the threatening posture he tried to assert was useless in her presence. ‘You think so?’ he questioned, voice full of false bravado. ‘You might just find that I’m not like most of the humans that fall beneath you.’ he said coldly. Trying to remind himself, despite the gnawing twist of desire his body felt, that she was his enemy and not to be trusted for a moment. ‘I wouldn’t be so certain of that if I were you.’ she returned, sensing the war of. Sam was done with me. Unfortunately for her, I was not done with Sam. I had no idea what I wanted to do, but I meet some guys on the internet and they suggested the best idea. Sam was to be my personal sex slave. Step one was to break her.*******It was late and the street was quiet. I had been waiting and watching for the perfect night and here it was. The housemates were all gone for the the weekend and Sam had decided to stay in tonight. From a window I saw she was wearing a pair of patched. Sometimes it was a man, sometimes it was a woman. Sometimes it was a couple or a group of people. I didn't care. I did as I was told. I was a fuckpig. My incriminating pictures are long gone, of course. My one-year term of service ended over a year ago. I serve now because I want to, because I like being a fuckpig. Throughout my term of service, my owner continued to ensnare more women in his trap. He has ten fuckpigs in his harem now, but I'm pretty sure I'm his favorite. That's why I find it.