It was sparsely decorated in a way that suggested a logical and orderly mind. Kirsten looked around, not sure how things would go from here. Vera stoo... in front of her. She was a few inches taller.“You want more small talk, or do you want to kiss?”Kirsten closed the small gap between them. She felt Vera's warm body against hers. She looked the other woman in the eyes, and moved her lips to within an inch of Vera's. She felt Vera's arms close around her; hands moving down to her hips. They. Devon knew other trainers would have sent Slave J downstairs, but Devon doubted that plan would have had as much success. No, this was better, get her to want to be used, to be loved, and she would accomplish much more than fear alone. It was a combination of the two that was most effective. However, the anomaly of her asking for the love was different, a situation he hadn't run across before.Moving along, Devon read the rest of the reports on the training of slaves. He watched some of the. ”I allowed myself to surrender to the moment as Ryan parted my legs and began to circle the tip of his pointer finger around the sensitive rim of my virgin asshole. Ryan gently pushed the top of his pointer finger into my ass, slowly opening tight, tender muscles that had never experienced the sensation of another person’s touch. In that moment, I decided, if Ryan wanted to put his cock inside of me, I could never bring myself to say “no.” Ryan spoke not a word, but instead playfully teased the. I didn’t like her, but I’m not a complete asshole so I started up my car, drove over and parked it hood to hood with hers. I got out, walked up to her window and told her to pop the hood and I’d use my jumper cables to get her going.“Buzz off asswipe; I don’t need your help.”I got back in my car and left her there. I heard later it took Triple A three hours to get to her. I also heard how she was telling everyone that she asked me for help and I had just laughed at her and drove off. It didn’t.