I looked down at the top of his head covered in short white hair as his tongue flicked back and forth across each nipple making them stand out and sen... amazing tingling sensations through my body which made my cock twitch. The hand that was massaging my balls pushed my legs wider apart and he started to rub the area behind my balls where the base of my cock went back to my arse; gently at first but gradually applying more pressure. I was moaning out loud now and put my hand on the top of his. ?Hello Brooke, sorry about that, just getting reacquainted with my slave after a few days apart,? he said. Holly knelt there, head bowed, eyes down towards the carpet. Her arms were crossed behind her submissively. The bound breasts looked awfully painful. Brooke noticed that the nipples were hard and pointing directly at her. The picture looked very much like the one she saw in the magazine.?I should go,? she said softly, not taking her eyes off of the kneeling girl.?Why,? he asked. ?Is. I hope this chapter satisfies some of your cravings for answers, and yes there will be more somber notes. ,-) I think it’s only appropriate that I warn you readers in advance there is no sex as of yet. Caleb is a delicate character to work with, as you’ll soon find out. As always, this work is copyrighted, and any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. ++++ Peyton Gray quietly exited the house through the front door early that next morning, taking. .with the only exception of one small box that was left un-opened in the middle of the floor which looked a bit abnormal since the movers wouldn't leave a box out in the open like this. But of course Gwen's curiosity got the better of her as she would now feel compelled to open said box to see what was inside. Thinking it was just leftover junk from her storage unit she would pick up the box and walk towards the basement, the supposed only part of the house that had to be thoroughly deep.