A perfect looking fuck-slut if ever seen one I thought. Gerald had her kneel on the stockade benches, placed a pair of ankle cuffs on her and secured ...hem to the bench, then uncuffed her wrists before placing them and her head in the notches. He lowered the top down and locked it in place with a latch and pin. Desmond walked behind Donna and stroked her pussy with his finger then began finger fucking her. She was moaning with each stroke. He removed his finger, reached over the stockade and put. “When I shaved this morning,” Dexter answered.“Well, you better spend a little more time looking at yourself in the mirror,” Samantha said.Dexter had lost a lot of the fat that had made him look like a Jelly Roll Baby. His shoulders were broader and his stomach had flattened. His clothes were a little large, but tightening his belt had taken care of most of it. He did need to make another shopping trip to get clothes that fit a little better.“Why?”Samantha said, “You’re turning into quite a. ” I doubt I can do it without anyone noticing, but I couldn’t care less. I have been commanded. I surreptitiously slip my thumbs into the waistband of my panties and shimmy out of them. I pass them to Him under the table, and there is a twinkle in His eye as he says, “Good slut”. I lower my eyes demurely, whispering, “Thank you, Sir” as my heart melts a little more for Him. He orders a drink for me, and we spend the next few minutes studying one another, committing every detail of the. " Slaves, as in plural?" Yes, Miss." And you are one of her slaves?" Yes, Miss."Glancing over her shoulder at the girl who was now massaging shampoo into her long red hair, Marie had another thought as she stared at her smooth, soft skin."You are over eighteen, right?" Yes, Miss." How old are you?" Nineteen, Miss. I'll be twenty in April." How long have you been with Mrs. Stevenson?" Most of my life. My mother belonged to the late Mr. Stevenson." So he had been into this stuff too", she.