"Do you trust me?"Do you trust me? That was laughable. Did she trust that he was a good hunter - perhaps even the best? - yes. Without question. Did s...e trust him not to break her heart? No. But she wasn't willing to turn him away because of it.She nods and kisses him quickly before she can change her mind."Close your eyes," he says softly.Jo's lids drop obediently. She fights the urge to crack them open as she feels something soft tighten around her face. "Dean? What...?"He peppers her face. No, it’s not. So what you’re going to do now, while Paul continues to lick my wet pussycat, is, you’re going to get down there between my legs and suck and lick Paul’s heavy, hairy balls.’ She burst out laughing. I felt my heart in my throat. She wanted me to lick his balls? ‘What’s wrong?’ she taunted me. ‘You don’t want to do it? Why not? Come on, answer me!’‘I-I-I’m not gay Princess.’She chuckled. ‘You’re not?’‘No Princess, please, I don’t like men.’‘Uh-huh.’ She didn’t sound convinced.I. Then by 9:00 am, I go on my break. I head to the break room to heat up my breakfast/lunch, and then decide to eat in my car rather than in the break room. When my break is over, I feel so much better, and thus I'm in a better mood. I return to work, things went so much better and time went by so quickly. Before I knew it, the end of my shift had arrived. On my way home, I made a stop and bought my wife a dozen red roses and a bottle of her favorite wine along with a birthday/Valentine's Day. I like that. The evening starts with us all parading around letting everyone have a good look at us then there’s an auction so see who gets each one of us first. Each of us gets 20% of what we sell for. After that you’re on your own; anything can happen; well I say anything but there are a couple of rules. At the end of the night we have to be alive and not physically damaged.”“Wow, so we can be told who and how to fuck and they can punish us as much as they like.” I asked.“Yes, but as I said,.