You started to suck me, your head moving up and down, the sloppy, slippery motion driving me crazy, your hand now sliding with your mouth to provide a...long, frictionless surface that would shortly get me off. I was taken by this so quickly, I could feel my balls filling and shifting upwards as a sign of my pending orgasm. You stopped . Sitting up, kneeling each side of my legs, you simply smiled at me and not one element of your body touched me. I was high but quickly coming down, just as. "Kyle thought about it. Kyle really didn't know enough about specifics to describe what he wanted, so he'd be better off by choosing someone to be like, but who? He thought about all the Masters and Mistresses described in his magazines, and how they acted, and decided on one in particular. "I wish I was just like Mistress Emily, but without any changes to my memory or who I think I am, and without gaining any desire to get the operation or anything like that. Just have a personality like. ‘Now here is a real jewel in the grass.’ He enthused. Alexia looked up at him fearfully noting the hard bulge in his pantaloons and was unable to check the involuntary tightening in her chest or the insistent longing between her thighs. The slave master walked over and said, ‘More than you can afford Lurgus, she’s been tagged.’ ‘Tagged! No-one gets to tag slaves before me.’ ‘Trust me Lurgus you would not want to cross her future master. He told me to allow no-one to touch her before the sale.’. I think she was right, by the way."I smiled as I recalled my memories of my grandmother. "A grand lady she was. She could put the most arrogant person on the planet in his place and not bat an eye. Or she could comfort a poor unwanted child and make him feel like the most special person in the world." I was smiling at the memory of her. I shook myself from my reverie, "Anyway Grams made sure I knew what love was. She never made any difference between the three of us and after things got bad at.