He wanted his owners to be proud of him, to be proud of how much pain he could take for them; he wanted them to enjoy inflicting pain on him. As the ...nd of the first week drew near, Brain had formed a stronger bond with his captors than his fellow slaves. He loved the way their minds worked, how they had little or no concern about the well-being of their slaves, he loved the creative and repugnant tortures they came up with. He loved them. He loved belonging to them. And his opportunity to. Chapter Four ? A Fellow TravelerThat first week, I had offers, offers, offers. Comewith me here. Let me show you this. Have you everbeen to such and such? I was very polite, but turnedthem down for three big reasons. One, I wasn?t gay,although I was feeling more like a real girl withevery passing minute. Second, I remember my Dadtelling me that you don?t shit where you eat, which Ibelieve was his colorful way of saying, don?t dateco-workers. And probably most importantly, I had acock and balls,. Fucking her fast and hard the other guy moved up and knelt on the bed so his torso was to the left of her face, holding his cock he slapped his cock on and around her face, she opened her mouth pushing her tongue out while he wanked slapping his hard cock against her welcoming tongue .I just stood there still in shock but couldn’t help watching touching and stroking my own cock .the guy penetrating her moaned as he trusted Cumming inside her. At the same time the other guy exploded large. Chloe had a beautiful body. From where he was standing, Michael could tell she had beautiful legs. She had removed her jacket and was now sitting in a purple silk shirt, which she had unbuttoned on the first two buttons. This gave Michael a clear view of her heaving cleavage, which were a product of her large breasts. She had perfect curves and had beautiful long, blonde hair. It did not take 5 minutes for Chloe to stop doing her work and let Michael massage her as she leaned back into her.