“Not a chance.” she said jokingly. “I can have that horny bastard any time I wish. He’s yours for tonight.” Peter had grown quite hard again...as Carla was talking. I could feel him swelling between my thighs. God! It felt luscious, but there was something else I wanted and I reluctantly moved away from him, causing his almost fully hard erection to slip out from between my thighs. I playfully pushed Peter on his back and told him to just lay back and enjoy what was going to happen. Carla was. Her head was pounding, as she tried to rub her head, she realized that her hands were taped together. She tried to move her legs then and realized that they too were taped. She started to scream and call for help. She screamed and screamed but no one came. She struggled until she was exhausted. Then she started to cry and finally cried herself to sleep again. Sometime later she awoke to the sound of footsteps. It sounded like someone was walking overhead. She must be in a basement. That. But she wouldn't find any. There hadn't been anyone since Buffy.They spent a few minutes talking about old times, old friends, battles won, and battles lost. For a while they both carefully avoided talking about that one final battle, or that one particular old friend, but eventually they reached a point where they couldn't ignore it any longer."You know that it was five years ago tomorrow, right?" Willow reminded.Satsu hadn't realized that. She'd done her best to put that part of her life. I still had that full feeling from breakfast. Returning to his home, I made a pot of tea and we sat in the lounge drinking it when out of the blue he ordered, "Slave come and suck my prick. I want to spend the afternoon enjoying you." It took a couple of seconds for the words to register but then I swallowed the last mouthful of tea and went over to him. Kneeling between his legs I took his prick out and gently massaged it. It was almost hard already. Taking it in my mouth I sucked it.