Since that night our Master slave relationship has blossomed and grown. I am now his complete submissive. We no longer have "sex." My only purpose is ...o satisfy his sexual desires and if my Master deems it appropriate he will let me reach an orgasm as well. We have documented our arrangement on paper with me signing a slavery agreement giving all rights to my body to him to do so as he pleases and my total commitment to serve and satisfy him in any way he desires. We have a long set of rules. I looked up and saw her twitching her eyebrows while wearing a crooked smile.“Three. But the minute starts over,” I answered.Once again, she giggled. She pushed her shorts and panties down at the same time, wriggling the tight garments over her hips. I heard the cloth sliding over her skin as she stepped out of them, but my eyes were glued between those smooth thighs. She was shaved bare. My mouth watered, and my cock throbbed. She reached down and parted her nether lips, giving me a brief. .**************************************I started to reach for my pants, but Lilly put her hand on my arm. I turned and looked at her and she had this devilish grin on her face. About 30 yards away and much closer to the noisy waterfall, a couple just a couple of years younger than her in appearance were kissing and dancing to the quiet song of nature’s solitude. We were each still trying to quiet our own pounding pulses after having just finished a late morning tryst behind a rock in the small. As we kissed, oblivious of everything around us, I made a promise to myself that I would never lose this feeling again, and I hoped that we would never have to feel this separation again. * * *“What are you thinkin’ about?” Chris asked. His slid his fingers in between mine and our hands interlocked. His touch felt so warm and comfortable. “Detention,” I said.Chris kissed the back of my neck. He licked the back of my ear. “Why?”“If it wasn’t for detention, we wouldn’t be here in this.