Welcome to the Gray Plantation. From this room, everything within 45 miles is owned by Master Gray. It's mainly farm land, thick forrests, and swamps....Basically, the part you need to know is that escape isn't possible. If you run, you'll either be retrieved by one of the enforcers or you will starve to death in the woods, cold and alone in the Georgia wilderness."Carie felt a cold shiver run down her spine as she realised the depth of her situation."Now, you've been placed in the main house. It would have been nice to wake her up with a kiss, but she did feel a tremendous contentment they had shared such a wonderful night together, and hopeful their relationship would continue to grow. Her hand found its way under the blanket to her pussy and she slowly rubbed her fingers between her labia, remembering how she and her little lover had been consumed in passionate sex. She lay back enjoying the sensation, not quite ready to get out of bed. She glanced at the clock, it was past. I just sat there we didn’t say anything but his hand went onto my leg I didn’t move I just watched as he slid his hand higher I just stared straight ahead and of course his fingers got to where yours are now”She was slowly stroking my cock and both of us were getting very close “please don’t lets cum yet darling I want to finish my story” I mumbled something unintelligible but mainly get on with it.“I was getting so wet and he knew just where to touch it was so amazing two people just sitting. ’ Candice was startled by that last word. Then she saw the way Camilla was looking at the priest. No, Camilla, she thought, is nothing sacred to you? ‘Idols cannot speak…or see,’ he continued, his penis rising. ‘Neither can we…if we adore them. Idolatry is…a false love…that blinds us. As Shakespeare wrote…in A Midsummer Night’s Dream, ‘Love looks not…with the eyes…but with the mind.” ‘Cute, and intelligent,’ Camilla whispered. ‘Sexy in my eyes.’ She continued giving him his psychic hand job..