The dresses were all browns, tans and faded ivories.The men were wearing what looked like 1850s trousers, white shirt, a vest and a wide brimmed hat. ... half expected Billy the Kid to come walking out of a saloon shooting the sheriff. I could not see any weapons besides a dagger on the men though, while my sword was clearly visible from the left side.I pulled up next to a youngster that was trying to get a closer look at me."Young man, which building is the inn?" He pointed at the largest. "What about this collar?' she whispered.One of the trainees looked quickly around to make sure they were not being overheard. "You will wear it until your training is complete. Your new master may choose to have you continue to wear it, fit you with a new one or do away with the collar entirely."They started down the long hallway leading to a sun room and then to a patio where a sumptuous breakfast awaited."But, I'm still naked... I mean, except for the collar." No one in training wears clothes. Having unprotected sex with a teenage girl in the shower of my house. Having sex with a teenage friend of my step-daughter. Combining those two things, I realized that things could potentially get out of hand, and cause me some serious undue problems.Little did I know, this was just the start of many things to come.My wife came home in the morning after having worked all night, told me she was going to bed, and asked if we could keep it quiet until mid-afternoon when she woke.I went downstairs,. Emma groans as Heather runs a delicate finger alongside her face, down along her jaw. Her lips part when Heather gently strokes them with her finger, Emma’s tongue darts out to catch a sample of her flesh and she giggles in delight.Emma is amazed at her desire for the woman. She still likes men, there is no doubt about it, but she finds that her appetite for women is greater and it is driving her crazy. Her pussy throbs with ache, her pussy is soaked with her juices and she is dying to have.