She squeezed my length, sending a stream of precum along her chest. She gripped it as though it were a lifeline that connected her to me, her knuckles...turning white. I savored the tight feeling of her grip - it was though she was saying, "This is mine."As I began another descent on her dick, she caught my hips with her other hand and held me, poised above her. She shifted her butt down the bed slightly, and pulled her knees up until she was balanced on her heels, keeping me impaled on her cock. She felt movement on the bed and two hands began to fondle her breasts again. Confused, she opened her eyes and saw Jake sitting in front of her. "What..." Emily said and turned her head around to see Chris standing behind her. She turned her eyes back to Jake. "Don't worry, baby. I'll take care of you," he said, and leaned in to kiss her. He slowly pulled her onto the bed so she was lying on top of him. She felt the tip of his dick at the entrance to her pussy. He then moved it up, slowly. I was late for work. I grabbed the nearest phone of the identical pair, the manual it was sitting on, and ran out the door. I took her phone. It was a mistake. I soon learned just how big a mistake I'd made.Luckily there was a open seat for me. I spent the subway ride skimming the manual. The damned thing must have had a hundred functions, three or four of which I might have a use for! I just wanted to send and receive calls and take voice mail. Why couldn't I have kept my flip-phone from. You humble this slave with such generous gifts.??It’s a special night that requires a special collar. Kneel up and hold your hair.?jennaslave lifted her forehead from the floor and accepted the new collar with the same open heart as any of the others that her Master had bestowed upon her. When she felt Him lay the heavy chain around her neck and heard the snap of the padlock that He secured it with she was full of questions about the night to come but restrained, as her Master had told her that.