.. My name, as I mentioned above, is Peter -- or, more precisely, SLAVE Peter:I am the property of my wonderful owner, the beautiful Mistress Tina. A...d byproperty" I mean exactly that: my Mistress owns me,body and soul, and has the total right of ownership to do with me just as shepleases... and what she pleases, I'm only too grateful to say, is everythingI could wish for! I want to stress, here and now, that I submitted myself into this slaveryto my Mistress willingly , and with full. She motions you over and you obediently abide. She pulls you towards her face, making you lick her pussy's juice off her lips, knowing that makes you want more. But then, with all my pre-cum on her tits she pulls me up, bringing my cock a hair away from your lips, before pushing you down to her tits and makes you start licking them, cleaning my sweet pre-cum from her hard nipples. Meanwhile she takes my cock in her mouth, feverishly sucking what pre-cum was left on my tip and making me so hard,. “That feels good!” you said between gasps. Your eyes had closed as I continued to work my mouth on you. At first, I just messed with the head, rubbing my tongue across the very tip of it. Moving down just a little bit to tease you slightly. My soft lips fit around it perfectly. Your hand had moved on my head by now and was messing with my hair. I waited for you to force me to go further down, knowing how much you like taking control. It didn’t take long before you were shoving my head down on. “Let’s go, then,” Ellerie said.Corec took the lead again and headed into the north tunnel, the rest of the group following behind. At regular intervals, they passed alcoves along the right wall and rusted metal doors on the left.Boktar stopped at one of the doors. “Should we try to open it?” he asked.“Try this one instead,” Corec called out from up ahead. “It’s in better shape.”They joined him, Boktar using his hammer to pound off the worst patches of rust sealing the door shut. When he pulled.