Connor was not born to the life of a slave. If anything, he aspired to one day become a man of prestige and riches to where it was not only possible f...r him to own a slave, but it was expected of him to have a well-groomed slave of his own. He imagined that one day he would own a beautiful, young female slave to take the parties, to show off, to sl**p with every night and, maybe, to bring into the bedroom with his wife, if he were to get married. He dreamed that he would have a slave whose good. Actually she resisted quite a bit but I would push her up against a wall, hold her against a counter in the kitchen, or press her down onto her bed and then help myself.By the time I was fourteen I was bigger and stronger than she was. So eventually she just stopped fighting me and let me do it.Mom had nice tits especially without a bra. I liked them natural, big, and soft. I really liked slipping my fingers up into her pussy. She was always wet. I could always get her to have an orgasm in just. My lips pressed against the tips of her toes, as my tongue rolled over them lightly. Parting my lips, I slipped her toes into my mouth, my tongue lashing underneath and between them. Her low moans indicated that she was enjoying that a lot, so I continued licking and sucking her sensitive toes, as they twitched with pleasure in my mouth. As I worshipped her foot with my lips and tongue, my hands continued their massage. I, then, traced my tongue over the ball over her foot, slowly across the. While I’m being licked by this evil dog, somewhat scared but also a little bit turned on, I get the idea to try and jump in the pool. I grab the rim of the pool, get up to a crawl, interrupting Max’s tongue , pull myself close to it, and right when I’m about to jump in I feel Max’s paws wrap around my waist.I used all my strength, trying to pull myself towards the pool, but Max was just too big for me. He slowly dragged me away until I couldn’t reach the pool anymore, and that’s when I felt.