Each personal cabin was equipped with an 18” screen TV. They also have a personal side bar that can hold five separate drinks and personal lighting... There is actually a small door for complete privacy. This first class cabin was patterned after the Emirates Airline.Chloe opened the door to his private cabin and noticed Tom sleeping peacefully. She smiled as she saw her prey as she slipped inside of his private area closing the door behind her. Chloe slipped her shoes off and quietly and. I noticed a flash go off behind the mirror, proving the existence of my audience and the fact that photographs were being taken. My state of arousal had now reached a level I never thought attainable. The glass ceiling had been breached and my lust went through the roof. I wanted the mystery people to see me perform sexually. I wanted them to photograph and record my slut debut. I wanted them to see my openings, filled with hard cock as I revealed my new slut persona to my audience.Being fucked. A great opportunity for Ensign Fernando Bartro to make a name for himself – and maybe capture a slave-girl. But there are dangers ahead for the young officer. Will he make it through? This story is set just after my earlier stories, 'Slaves of the Copper Coast 1 & 2'. However, it is a stand-alone story and you do not need to have read the previous stories to enjoy it. * WARNING! This book contains scenes of a sexual nature, graphic violence against men and women and strong language, It is not. Soon my womb was bombarded with unsurpassed furor, as Daddy pounded my overwrought sensitized cunt, each stroke filled with desire and causing a new flood of hormones through my body and brain. My mind was at the same time seemingly full of every good memory and dream I ever had in my entire life. I was lost somewhere between fantasy and ecstatic reality. Then suddenly what I had subconsciously awaited my whole life flooded my mind and body alike. An explosion of love, hunger, desire, and.