" Come this way, then, Artemis." Alrik gently put right arm around her shoulders and held her left upper arm with his left hand to guide her."Master, ...lease don't touch me like that," Artemis plead. (It is worth noting that at this point on, Alrik began to notice a change in the slave's tone of the word "master". Rather than being particularly distainful as before, or respectful like that of other sex slaves, they seemed to generally adopt the tone of whatever sentence they were in.)"I don't. I noticed his very short nylon shorts and thought that I was going to get a nice glimpse of this guy and waited until he got closer with anticipation. As he jogged closer to me I also noticed that the head of his cock was bouncing wildly under the leg of his shorts and my heart began to beat a bit fastly,thinking that this Man HAS to know that he's hanging out of his shorts due to the slightly chilly morning air. As he got closer and closer I was wondering how I was going to greet this guy and. ." I said quietly. "....Do it again." We kissed a while longer. She was sitting in my lap as I groped her small, soft little tits. She fell back on the couch and stretched out. She folded her arms up over her head. I felt around in her armpits. They were soft and smooth.She threw her right leg over my shoulder. Her skirt was hiked up over that wonderful ass. She had red panties on. She laid there with her eyes closed and a cigarette hanging out of her mouth.I pulled the panties over to one. He closed it quietly then knocked loudly “Willow! You’re gonna be late again, get the hell out of bed!”Willow smiled then opened her eyes. She looked at the closed door and snickered to herself about the way her father had reacted. She had heard him coming so she kicked the blanket off, closed her eyes to a slit then waited for him to come in. He thought her eyes were closed but they weren’t. She wanted him to see her with nothing on, she wanted him to see that she was more woman than girl, she.