"Marci laughed and said, "In that case you had better get your mouth over here so we can get started."For the next four years I was doing Rhonda once ...r twice a week and Marci whenever she was home from school. Yeah, she was still in school. First her Bachelors then a Masters and now she was working on a PHD.There were some changes along the way. Rhonda got married, but her husband wouldn't eat her. Even when she told she wouldn't go down on him if he didn't do her he wouldn't do it. Rhonda. I hear him take a deep breath, “What is your name slave? I will surprise him. “Slave!” He is silent. “My brother told me you were insolent. Perhaps we must teach you behavior befitting your station.” He speaks without conviction and I maintain my silence. “Where are you from slave? Were you one of the servants of some great lady taken in battle? Are you a servant? No, you are too beautiful, assuredly you must be the boon companion of some worthy lady……….” “I am a slave,” I reply quietly. “Hmmm,. You stop me and undress me then guide me to a massage table. The table is surrounded with flowers and candles. Here, lay down on your back I have a treat for you. I don’t ask questions I just do as instructed. A couple of seconds later I look above my head and your standing at the head of the table with your pussy right at my face level. I laugh and say damn what a view. You laugh and tell me I’m silly. You hold up a bottle of oil that smells like Poison, which is my favorite perfume for you,. " A lie, of course, but I needed this money. "I'm not talking about cash, baby." He smirked. "I remember when my wife looked like you." My eyes widened. "I... I'm not... No... I'm not, um... a hooker..." I looked away, reaching for the door. He grabbed my arm. "Please... I'll drive you anywhere! I need this..." I didn't know what to do. Sure, I've fantasized, but it was never like this. I didn't want to lose my virginity in a filthy truck to a filthy truck driver! There was also the little.