”“It will only get better from here,” Kumar said. “I knew the moment that I first saw you that you weren’t a real man. I could tell that you...were a sissy. I just needed to bring it out of you.”“I . . . I should go, now.” Deepika stammered.“You can’t go, slut,” Kumar commanded. “We’re not finished breaking you in. Put your hand around this and play with it, bitch.”Kumar guided Deepika’s hand to his seven-inch, hardening cock. Deepika wrapped her hand around the throbbing organ. He tentatively. Her eyes were focused and thoughts were clear. She wanted him on the edge without even giving him pleasure, and she knew it would not take long. Kevin had not even realized he was no longer fighting his bindings. He was panting and his body was tense. His eyes were closed as his hands would tighten into fists and release again. His cock ached to be free. This was his dream come true. This woman was going to own his body and he realized that he just wanted to let this happen. A loud snapping. My hand immediately shot to my cock ? I was not one to let a free show go ignored. The little slut was writhing naked on the grass while her favorite dog slurped the fuck-juice out of her vagina. I watched, entranced. Her hand slid down and started fondling her clit, little though I knew at the time what such a thing was. I saw her frigging herself wildly, her pelvis thrusting her cunt into the dog's mouth as it plunged its nearly-prehensile tongue into her to retrieve whatever delicious. They went on hikes together. Bob showed her some of the woodcraft he’d learned in escape and evasion school. On one day they climbed a tree and sat together in the crotch of a large branch, just waiting to see what might come into view on the ground below. There was some minor kissing and petting going on, but for the most part they simply enjoyed being together.A grouse startled them both when it wandered along on the ground and was then frightened by something and took flight with a rush of.