You were not a commission. I will put you up for auction, and you will go to the highest bidder."She shivered and nodded."Today, we are going to pract...ce doggie-style sex. Do you know what that is?"She rolled her eyes. "I'm not stupid."He pushed the button, and she shrieked in pain, writhing on the bed."Slaves do not give attitude. Even if she thinks a question is dumb, she answers it 'Yes, Master, ' or 'No, Master.' Do you understand?" Yes, Master," she said, getting shakily back on her hands. He'd spent many hours dozing with Baz and Dave on much nicer beaches than this, only with a towel and a Science Fiction novel to keep him company.Paul wasn't sure what he expected to gain from talking to a naked woman on the beach, any more than he was sure why he was there in the first place, but it seemed the natural thing to do. And there at last, almost totally obscured by the huge boulders around her, Paul saw an unaccompanied woman. As he approached her, he was sure she was a bonny lass.. She said her name was Raven, and that was very fitting given her long and flowing jet-black hair. We talked the small talk for a time, all the while I stammered over my words. Feeling my nervousness, she reached out and touched my hand, trying to calm my k** nerves. My cock immediately shot to its full length, and I was suddenly extremely hot for sex with this beautiful specimen of a woman.With that thought in mind, and a couple of more drinks later, the conversation-changed direction. She looked around the kitchen, amazed at all the cabinets, the wide array of pot, pans and skillets hanging suspended above the countertops and all the amenities in the most modern kitchen.She had never seen a TV as big as ours, and the stone fireplace, woodbin and tools impressed her more. Looking up, she saw the two balconies. I explained that Dad and Steve were on the second floor and we girls would be sharing the top floor, with a fantastic overlook of the room below, as well as a perfect.