His legs and his whip... and his disgusting Penis. We are his sluts. He decides who rows and how long she rows. He decides who rests, who eats, who dr...nks and who dies. Yes, the Overseer decides which of us is useful and will stay alive and who won’t. He also decides which of us he will use to empty his great ox’s testicles and calm his sadistic instincts for one night. We are his whores and oars, his amusement, his little toys. CRRRRRRRRAAACCCCCKKKKKKKK! “—AAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”God! It. I disengaged myself from Alex and managed to stand up. I found the box containing the condoms, but discovered that it was empty. I didn't have the heart to tell Alex that he wouldn't have access to my super-wet cunt because we were out of condoms.I didn't say anything as I set the empty box down and got back on the bed lying on my stomach. Alex immediately got on top of me grinding his erection against my wetness. I held my thighs tightly together preventing him from entering me. He was moving. ”“Don’t stress about it, Sir. Make love with them as you’re making love with me and it will all be fine.”“I don’t know if I’m ready to take that step yet.”“Then don’t. But stop worrying. Get out of your head and into your body.”He took her by the hand and said, “You’re right ... besides, you should be on my mind. Let’s get started on that then.”DonnaWhen Jason and Samantha came back in, Jason was calmer. A casual observer could have seen Jason was a little tense when they went outside, but only. I watched as I led Joe to the sofa and Todd and I sat across from him. I was wearing a skirt and sheer blouse and I let my hand rest on Todd’s thigh, squeezing it, as Joe began his pitch. Joe was really paying attention to my hand as he talked, even getting a bit off track as he watched me slide my hand all the way up Todd’s thigh, stopping just inside the top of his thigh and lightly rubbing back and forth. I kept my eye contact with Joe the entire time. Damn, I was good! LOL I asked questions.