I let my senses reach out as I took a step and brushed a thrown dart away with a dagger, “You can do better master.”Silence answered my statement ...s I moved to the side and began circling the room. I deflected another dart, “You have become lazy.”I kept moving and ignored and slight sound across the room as I turned and slipped a knife into my other hand. My dagger blocked a striking dagger and I sliced the forearm that held it before sliding back and sidestepping, “Sloppy.”I brushed two more. Then I get you."I looked over at her with a wicked grin. She laughed."You never give up. Even crushing out on this other girl, you still want me."I shrugged my shoulders. She had a point. Sometimes my desire for her got ridiculous, but then, if I could somehow get them both -- Well, why not?She thought about it. "Alright," she said finally, "It's a deal. I'll stay away from her until the end of today. Then she's fair game. If you get her into bed before me..."She let her voice trail off. Then. The thoughts of disappointing him are most upsetting to her and the possibility of her master rejecting her would devastate her. That was why she was willing to endure the utter humiliation of being taken by a dog and suffer more discipline when her master got her home. That sort of devotion is why very few slaves ever chose willingly to leave their masters or the Club." He paused, getting back to his original point. "So the actual number of slaves remains relatively small. Add to that the fact. My pussy clenched as I reached my peak firth.I grabbed Georgia's hand and brought it casually to my cock. She wrapped her fingers around it, slicked with popcorn butter. She gasped and shot me a look. I winked at her, the changing images on the screen flashing light across her face.She gave me a pleading look then flicked her eyes to Mrs. Simmons.I grabbed her wrist and worked her hand up and down my cock. I loved the feel of her hand on my clit-dick. She had such a wonderful grip. She brushed.