Were envious of your flesh. Do I have that right? What was it that they wanted from you?”Sleethe pushed his fingers into his bicep and rumbled a rep...y.“Strong.”“They were envious of your strength?”The story was written from a Krell perspective, and so she had to take everything they said with a pinch of salt. Depending on how long ago this had happened, it could have been warped by retellings, little more than a legend at this point. She scrolled to the next picture. This one showed a circle of. "See what you think" she said as she opened the fitting room curtain to let me in. Taking the skirt form her I gently slipped out of my grey skirt and wriggled my hips into the new skirt. It was very snug but such a gorgeous fit, hugging my hips and highlighting my womanly curves. Turning from the mirror I saw the reflection of the skirt on me and noted the sexy way it tightened around my arse, it was lovely! Stepping out from behind the curtain I saw Val smiling. "Hmmm yes, that is really. I stopped pushing back and went as passive as I could, letting him use me like a doll.Master Simon sat on an old tree stump in front of me, I could see his shoes as I stared at the ground and rocked back and forth with each of Nick’s thrusts.“Look at me slut!”I lifted my head and gazed in adoration at him. “Yes Master”“I have something for you slut, a challenge if you like”“Yes Master”“I’ll read it to you and then give you a copy for safekeeping, think of it as a summer project”His mouth curled. She wriggled, while I pulled and the overalls slipped off her legs. She was wearing small cotton knickers. I could see them below her shirt, a damp patch spreading between her legs, curls poking damply from the edges. She was tugging at my belt. I pulled my tee shirt off. She stopped tugging and I felt her hands and lips on my chest. Then it was her teeth and nails, setting my skin on fire. She lay back, pushing her knickers down and kicking them away, while I undid my jeans and rolled beside.