? "Well, I believe in getting right to the heart of the matter," replied the host.? "I do as well, but first let me simply remark how fantastic I find...what it is that you've done with this one," Mr Red said indicating the slave, "What is all of this?" Well," began the host, pulling the slave girl up beside him and taking the glasses, "first we have the hood.? Thick leather, very strict posture collar built right in."? Mr Red could see that the girl's chin was held high, and that she could. Call it foolish or bravado, I suddenly felt desired, as I sat there, a group of old men had shown interest in me and suddenly strong sexual images were flashing through my mind, which were appealing to my darker side, images involving older men from my youth, a powerful aphrodisiac to a young girl fantasizing about being sexually desired, so I rose and walked unsteadily towards the door, now being opened, then closed and locked, I was there without remembering walking the short distance, I was. The sound of a jet of my milk from my right breast hitting his empty steel bucket brought me to my senses. I tried to back out but my hips were stopped from moving by the wall behind me. As in haste to wriggle out of his grip, I must have changed my angle which misaligned my butt from the open door. So I tried to stand, but he quickly with his left-hand holds my shoulder and started making reassuring sound with his mouth, may be like he makes while milking his cow. like ch ch, ho, ho, ha, ah,. So, one night, we were all in bed, I had my arm over his chest and as I ran my hand down, I bumped right into his dick. It was difficult to miss as it was big and hard. I just acted like I didn't know what had happened and left my hand right over it. My heart was racing and I didn't know what might happen. I expected that he would put his hand under the covers and move my hand away but it never happened and an hour later, his dick still hard, Rose and I got up and went off to bed. I very.