The chairs were positioned one each in front of the visitors and they were helped into them. The chairs were then hoisted into the air and carried out...the doors and into the central plaza outside. It looked like all of the many hundreds of Viggers were present. The chairs were placed in two rows of seven each facing each other and about three feet apart. The two rows were separated by about eight feet. At one end of the two rows sat Saxen and his mate Rahima, who had stood by his side and. He wanted to “test” them all to determine who was most compatible with him in turns of personality and charm, physical beauty, willingness to submit to his desires, and especially sexual appetite, stamina and skill. He brought the 10 gorgeous young women to his penthouse, paid them each $5000 to stay and let him make his determinations ... and then spent the next 10 days trying to fuck himself to death. He gave each of them as frequent and vigorous sex as humanly possible, comparing them to see. My master likes two things in life, fucking me hard and receiving blowjobs and my passion is to please him whatever way I can. He's had a long stressful day at work and has no intention of having to work for his release. Tonight it's my job to please him. I walk into my masters room, completely naked of course. My body after all is his to play with and should be easily accessible at all times.I drop to my knees in front of my master and gaze longingly at the bulge in his trousers. I undo the. He nodded again. “Holston Hall. You know it?” Another nod. “Good. I'll be there. I want you to think about that, think about me. Then tonight meet me there.” “What?” I tried not to roll my eyes. “Just come to the damn house. Come and find me. And then … we can continue what you started.” Before he could respond I leaned into him, thrusting my tongue into his mouth again, making him taste the flavour of his own cock. I was desperate to fuck this Welsh stud, but I wasn't going to let him know how.