Your love muscles clinched your fingers in a death grip as you ground hard against your long slender fingers. Then a beautiful flood of goo enveloped ...our fingers as a series of deep sighs escaped from deep inside you. Your ass muscles relaxed and slowed to a more caressing pace as the first orgasm of the morning welcomed you. You laid there breathing heavily, still lost in a transitional state between a sleeping fantasy and reality. Your fingers lightly caressed your pussy, rewarding her for. .. Are they real? I mean, prescription? Doesn’t your neck hurt?”A car was waiting for Miles when he and I arrived at the main entrance of the hotel. He went inside to hear my room number and said:“Okay, 1222. We’ll be in touch tomorrow. My ride is waiting, so...”“Hang on: ‘We will be in touch?’ Could you be a tad more specific?”“I expect you’ll get a note delivered to your room, or we’ll send a text message.”“And how will I know it’s from you?”“Why, do you think you’re compromised?”“No! But .... “Pen Sada is going to Amra this evening for an interview about it.”“I’m sure Desera knows about your involvement. After all, they’re the customer.”“No. They aren’t,” Sword Miquel said with a grin.“Who is the customer?”“Gemort. They’re tired of having to chase down refugees who are crossing their border,” Sword Miquel said.Gemort was paying Jade Force ten dollars for each refugee brought to a refugee camp. It was a piddling amount of money compared to real cost of operating a camp, but Gemort. ” For a non-slave girl what Master did to me, I would have classified as being beaten and raped. However, I was property, and there was no refusing Master’s demands. Being a slave girl, my consent for sex with Master was assumed, and therefore it couldn’t possibly be rape.Master was rich and liked to keep several slaves for service in his bedroom; selling them off after just a couple of years. I lasted a year and ten months, which was quite a while apparently, and then I was sold on to a.