Maybe your fingers.”“Come,” he says, taking her hand.She giggles and lets him lead her. On the way to his chambers and specifically to his bath,...they pass the king and queen, notorious in their lasciviousness even to them. They pause to greet the royal couple, though without the genuflection expected of those who live outside the palace. They see surprise and amused approval. The young woman responds proudly. The grandson bows his head a moment with embarrassment, but quickly recovers, seeing. He stood up slowly, kissing his way up my back until he reached my neck and ear. When he reached my ear he nibbled on my ear lobe and started to slowly push his cock into my pussy until he was buried balls deep. In the position he was in he hit that spot, you know that spot that will drive a girl crazy when you hit it, and I couldn’t help but voice my pleasure. He started moving slowly in an effort to draw out our pleasure even longer. He moved like this for a while until he suddenly shoved in. This hadn’t been a negotiation. One of the sluts wanted to leave the line to pack up some of her favorite clothes. She was met with several hard slaps on her ass and quickly rejoined the line. The message was clear. The sluts didn’t own any possessions; the sluts were possessions.The bus ride took all day. The windows were tinted dark so the girls had no idea where they were taken. When they arrived at their destination, they were led into a large building where they were fed, watered and allow. My shaking stopped in an instant. Perhaps I was cold and not just overly anxious for this massage. Pete worked on my back until every kink and knot was removed; I was quite relaxed now. I was enjoying this fabulous massage treatment. Soon he was at my side and pulled the blanket down uncovering my butt. His warm oiled hands felt so nice. I felt his muscular thigh pressing against my hand as he leaned over and pulled and kneaded my butt. I wished he would have turned a little bit more; I.