It was a brothel but, more than that, one in which the women called upon to perform sexual services were all slaves and, as such, could be compelled t... perform in any manner the clients chose to command. Here I would not be available and subject to a single master, which I had dreaded enough in itself; instead, I would be the common property of any men who might take a fancy to my body, providing them for a reasonable fee with intimate delights I could barely suspect at the time. I looked up at. She had remembered her mother's note, she would have to crash at Annora's. Traveling into the field, she found Annora with her green T-shirt and tight black shorts with her black hair tied back and her brown eyes gleaming in the sunlight. "Hey Annora!" Catherine shouted as loud as she could accross the field. Pulling her drawn arrow into her quiver Annora turned around with a vibrant smile. "You came!" She said smiling. "First of all, that's what she said." Catherine replied giggling recalling. Then holds his glass up and said, “Here’s to us darling. “ They click glasses, drink the wine, and then set the glasses off to the side. He pulls her body close to his and kisses Kountrygal passionately. His fingers slowly caress her wanting body making her shutter in response. His touch turns her on more as his fingers set her skin ablaze with desire. Kountrygal lets her hand slowly rubs the small of his back making him quiver. She feels his hard cock against her thigh. She whispered, “Oh. Once we arrived at my house I had Brian strip while I readied a bubble bath and laid out the clothes we had purchased for him. Just as I had suspected we he took off his pants he was wearing a pair of black bikini panties. I showed him how to use a disposable douche before he bathed, I helped him shave his legs, his cock, balls and ass, then his pubic area leaving a landing strip. His chest was hairless, he shaved a small amount of hair from his armpits and he was smooth and ready to dry off.