Kate turned to look at the island as it became bathed in earlymorning sunlight, her eyes moist with tears. She didn’t know whatshe wanted anymore... It was a scary thought to leave the island aftermore than a year. She was a prisoner, a sex-slave; but it hadn’tbeen all bad. It would take some getting used to normal life full ofresponsibilities again. She knew she would miss Ray terribly - the handlerwho seemed to know more about what her body needed than even she did.They crawled inside. I thought maybe, it was just my nerves, I kept telling myself. She put her key into the door, and slowly opened it. I inched my way into the room. Once in, I could not believe my eyes. Every table in the room had someone on it, being fucked, sucked, or licked, and some all of the above. The room smelled of sweat and sex and moans could be heard from every direction. My face felt flush, and I could not believe my eyes. Over in the corner, was the principal, getting his cock sucked by a petite. As a former cheerleader who had spent her high school years swapping spit and exchanging bodily fluids with a wide variety of muscular meatheads, lovely Sherry was very comfortable playing the sex card. Noting his none-too-subtle interest, Sherry posed prettily, sitting up perkily, sticking out her chest a bit more and artfully arranging her long shapely legs for display. Mr. Grant smiled, more a knowing sort of smirk really. ?I’m going to offer you a quite well-paying alternative. At that time, I didn't know where the hell thiswas going but I loved the feel of his cock in my hand and my heart was poundingat the prospect of controlling this young man. I'm sure I was rambling becauseat that moment I didn't really know what I wanted from Paul but I knew I wantedto control him, and I also wanted to control his cock! I wanted to make itmine, to own it and to own him. Without thinking about what I was saying, it was if it was someone else talking,I told him that in a moment I.