. and if I ever displease you... I deserve to feel your rod."The off-duty life in the slave quarters was rather monotonous. Boring even. Though the co...ditions were quite comfortable. The girls all slept together in one vast bed; slim chains running from one neck collar to another secured them together. Really there was no need for this chaining. It was done symbolically rather than anything else as a mark of their perpetual servitude.The day began with a shower. Then a long time spent on body. “She did not stand but I think she is about a quarter of an inch taller than I and must outweigh me by a ton. I don’t know what her first name is, though she did say.” “Cotton!” Marcie was pacing now, I could tell. I loved to get her pacing. “There were folders everywhere, all over the desk, I think she had some in her lap. Probably why she didn’t stand, she sort of leaned forward and shook my hand. I’ll swear, Marcie. It was the funniest thing I’ve ever seen”. “I’m glad you found it amusing.”. I started to cum as James pushed two fingers into me, pumping his hand in time to his tongue fucking me. My mouth gripped Paul's cock and I pulled at his balls as my cunt boiled over into orgasm. My chest went red, my nipples hard. Paul reached down and caressed my tits, flicking his fingers over the nipples, pulling on my piercings. He began to thrust into my mouth. I slurped my tongue around the head and shaft, and I began to wank his shaft as James continued to bring me off with his tongue. . At this point in time I was sitting in the front seat of his taxi. We pulled up to a abandoned factory, a perfect place where none crossed. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, I was surprised to see that Kolkata was a ghost town where we were. The taxi driver started to unbuckle his belt, then his pants, when he pulled them down I could see his hard cock poking up from his boxers. He told me to reach in and take it out, so I pulled his boxers aside and pulled out a soft skinned 7.