That allowed the owner to have a party with the slave as the major entertainment for both sexes. It also saved having to send a slave through training...a second time to fulfill a special order.The mannikins had special sensors which measured things like depth of penetration, amount of suction, and quantity of saliva. The sensors fed back to cattle prod-like devices which were strapped to the slaves genitalia. A small goof produced a mild shock, but a major goof would knock the slave trainee. . piles and piles.Then I remembered where all the acorns had come from."Axe practice," I reflected aloud. "Sorry, squirrels. I am done now." Talking to the animals?" A sarcastic voice from behind made me wonder whether it was going to be my week for people to sneak up on me. "Apologizing to squirrels for stealing their acorns?" Hey! I'm giving them back," I protested, turning to see a beautiful young woman seated causally on the riverbank behind me. There was no way she could have gotten there. Met for lunch, feeding me up, permanently hungry now. Robert being kind and gentle. Then squash after work. Robert being unkind and not at all gentle. I'd been lucky to win the odd point. I planned to practice secretly with Barbara and surprise him. Still, the exercise was good after a day in the library. Then we'd walked, damp from the shower, into town to find a place to eat. We'd found a little cafe that neither of us had been to before. It was so good to be sharing something new for both of. ‘Keep going, please.’ He became keenly aware of the sound of her buttocks squishing against the weatherproof material of the shelter floor as she squirmed. Jacen continued to pump his fantasy member in and out of her, occasionally pausing to rub the tip against her clit. Star was very quickly heading to ecstasy when Jacen noticed something sticking out of one of her bags. It was long and slender with a slight curve, and a circular knob at one end. It seemed to be made of polished obsidian or.