So we drew back our right feet and intervened with the steward, who was counting gold pieces in the hall, begging him to remit the slave’s punishmen.... Putting a haughty face on the matter, “It’s not the loss I mind so much,” he said, “as it is the carelessness of this worthless rascal. He lost my dinner clothes, given me on my birthday they were, by a certain client, Tyrian purple too, but it had been washed once already. But what does it amount to? I make you a present of the. .." Toby crawled onto the bed and assumed the position vacated by Lon, kneeling up and inserting the tip of his cock in Jean's weeping hole. Jean pulled herself onto him by the simple expedient of wrapping her legs around his hips and tightening their grip."No problems, then?" Toby asked, sighing as his cock seated itself in his lover."No," Jean replied. "Lon pointed out something that I'd been missing -- I'd been selfish, causing you problems and undercutting your authority, not helping you. I. I'd thought there could be nothing better than her mouth. Once again, I found out I was wrong. SHIT! It was so wet. And so warm. And so silky. And so tight. And I was home, right where I belonged. I felt a tap on my shoulder. "Are you going to just sit there or are you going to move?" I wanted to say "Sit there," because it felt so good, but it was obvious that her choice was move. After I'd gone a half inch, I knew she had the right idea.The first thing I did was pull back and fall out of her. Eventually the door opens and I hear a male voice say, "Good slave, now walk in and look at the floor."As I stand naked in the middle of the room, I can see the feet of my doms circling me and inspecting their new sub. They put a collar and leash on me then lead me to the bedroom and proceed to bend me over the side of the bed. The woman puts on a strapon and tells me to watch her, while her husband began to rim me. The wife slowly pushes into my ass and gently begins to thrust. However, she.