Now after reading all of this, you’d think that there would be no way in hell that a slave could even think of enjoying this, let alone allowing the...selves be put in such torture. Then explain to me, if you can, why the same lick down the slave’s spine that sent her into “space” a few minutes ago, did exactly the same thing when I did it now? In fact, she came harder this time than she had since I first got here.The evidence was all over my carpet.Of course, She screamed much louder this time. Six foot long, and an inch around, the furry looking red worms slowly crept from their containers. Maury started to laugh at the fuzzy worms 'til all 20 turned and quickly advanced boring into his arms, legs, neck, and back. Though he was grimacing, once Maury started to scream and beg, Derrick stood stead fast. Derrick knew that first the worms would sever the man's spinal cord rendering him unable to walk or crawl away. Then they would take their time consuming each organ of the body saving. I know, but hold on, it gets better (read, worse). He pecked my clit and climbed right up, pressed his glans against my hole and plunged in. I was so utterly flabbergasted I couldn't even move or protest. Hey, I don't mean to brag, but I do have a nice pair of cushiony funbags he completely disregarded; that was a first for me.Sadly, not the only one.If memory serves me right, he gave his best four thrusts (I counted) and then collapsed over me, deflating with a deep growl.A panting 'Thank you'. Her entire pinkness was on display, along with the sexy dimples right where each leg met her torso near her pussy.On the QT while we were in Mexico, Sheila had given me a series of lessons improving my cunnilingus skills. Prior to her instruction I tended to dive into a pussy with tongue wagging. Sheila taught me how to make love to it and how to build arousal and lust to new highs. There was more to this sport than meets the eye.Armed with my relatively new knowledge about how to please a.