"Put those on." I did. Rashid and Karl motioned for me to follow them. I picked up my dress and shoes and carried them with me. We went through the ba...ement and up the stairs. They led me up a flight of stairs, then down a long hallway and finally into the bedroom. The room was very modern, chrome and glass tables, aluminum dresser and chest. The carpet was light eggshell, almost white. One wall had an outdoor window and the two adjoining walls were mirrored closets from end to end. The bed had. As always, Juanita bathed and shampooed her and spent a long time drying her hair and brushing it out to bring out its natural luster. The last item of preparation was always dressing the blonde slave and somehow the day’s outfit was always hanging in the previously empty closet.The second to last item of preparation each day was milking the new slave. Despite the humiliation of being milked, Jane was glad that it had happened this morning. Without that embarrassing ordeal, she was sure to. " Isn't that the point?"Well, I guess.... but I wanted this to last a bit longer. I stayed very still inside him for a few moments until I felt the imminent orgasm subsiding. Then it was OK to move again.I pulled myself into him as deep as I could go and then slowly pulled out - so just the end of my cock stayed inside him. Then back in. And out. This was the real deal. I was fucking. My first fuck ever. I was properly fucking my friend in the ass. I looked down to watch my cock going in and. I was wrong though. She led me up to my own bedroom, holding hands, but after kissing me on my lips she said goodnight and went to her own room, leaving me a little confused.In the morning she got me up for school as usual, gave me my breakfast and stood facing away from me at the sink, gazing out of the window. I took my empty dish to her and I could see tears on her face. I put my arm round her and asked why she was crying."I'm so sorry my love," she whispered "it was so wrong of me what we.