But, you will wear the leather collar I inscribed with my name on it for you. (Property of Slave Master Graham). In the café, you must only eat with...your mouth and hands, no utensils and eat only when I say you may.” Master was training me faster that I thought possible.“As far as sleeping goes, I usually make the sex slaves sleep in that cage over there. But, you are lucky. I kind of like you and want you naked in my bed so I can use you anytime I feel the need. I will keep you tied to the. " Nalice said. Rowena quietly noddedas they slowly walked back up the paving stones between the columnslining the path."He was no gypsy. He was not Romani. He was the apprentice of anextremely potent magician. Just before the magician died, after livingfor centuries, he released his apprentice. His apprentice's name wasPhilamon and he came from far to the south; from a land that rarely sawsnow. He was a wanderer who passed from land to land showing true magicto those who thought him a clever. “One of their buddies was doing his best to figure out where to push his fat dick. One of the girls with me screaming rape, in many different languages, was enough of a distraction to let me get loose. I started punching and kicking any of the older kids around me as hard as I could. My body was running on pure adrenaline at that point. Somewhere in my head, I knew that my hands, feet, forearms, and shins were hurting badly. I kept attacking the bigger kids until someone tightly pulled a beach. Varsa started pressing her own breasts in that crazy restlessness. And as he felt her condition, he placed his tongue at the opening of the labia and pushed it gently. Varsa arched back with a stream of pleasure as his tongue slip in her vagina and created a sensational feeling.For the next few moments he kept fucking her with his tongue, and kept licking her cunt juices mixed with the champagne. For Varsa it was growing intolerable as she breathed heavily as the streams of pleasure kept.