There was a sketch of a woman that looked somewhat like me with a boy with a giant cock. She was putting lube on her hands and it was obvious that she...was going to give the boy a hand job.I looked through the pad and saw more sketches that had mature women that looked like teachers or my friends with boy’s that had really big cocks. Many of them had cum shooting all over. My pussy actually grew wet at the sight of the perverted thoughts that were being brought to life with help of my son’s. What's not to like when he buys you a bottle of Veuve Clicquot and whispers he wants to take you to bed?" She sighed. "But you don't really know someone until you see them with their guard down. He rarely lowered his."Warren knew that all too well: Hannah. Besotted at first by her mystery, then her kisses, her skin, her taste, her sex. His forever girl who set his heart aflame then doused it in liquid nitrogen five months later.Alyssa continued. "And Rob's attentive." Her fingers moved inward. "Somebody you've already met - he's taken quite a liking to you!" Master Charles didn't explain more but gave her a set of instructions. "Fetch Guljana and get her fixed up. I want her looking her absolute best. Today is her Collaring and it has to be perfect, don't you agree?" She nodded, struck by the importance of the occasion. "A new slave should have a sister to guide and support her through the ceremony - you!" Ohhh, master! This slave is very honored!"He was smiling down at her. "And I. I feel a wave of panic hit me. If these are the guy's, I'm not going to be able to fight them off. I may be able to run as long as no one gets the drop on me. Again I look at my sexy, young body trembling in the window, I could be violently raped and cumed in by every man here. Even if these aren't the guy’s. if they see a young hot girl snooping around dressed like I am, with a mask on, short skirt and see through top, they are going to rape me anyway. Is that what I really want? To be.