I entered the dungeon and my new slave was lying in the foetal position on the metal framed bed with the blanket wrapped around her. She had been here...in the brightly lit silent dungeon now for 30 hour.“Please let me go” she said without moving from her position. I smiled under my mask but did not reply and placed the clear plastic tumbler and plastic water bottle on the table against my chair. She was watching, and facing her, I slowly started removing the polyester tracksuit till I was there. On this Saturday morning, Erica laid in bed while her husband was still asleep on her soft skin but the smell of sweat and musk from the previous night of fucking was really bothering Erica. The couple were interracial and lived in a well off town in Central Florida where they faced little to no issues. Erica was a tall blonde who looked almost exactly like Amber Valletta while Divya looked a lot like Kal Penn except he had more muscle on him. The couple had sex the night before and an. . I don't know what I mean," I stammered."Preston, do you know how we got into this position?" she asked."I guess we rolled over in our sleep," I volunteered."I rolled us over, and put us in this position, for a reason," she said. Then without warning she turned towards me and kissed me.The first kiss was soft and warm, like she was testing the waters between us. The next was no longer testing. It was seeking, as her tongue gently parted my lips. The third could no longer be termed warm and. Scrawny girls mostly, almost anorexic, and all with shaved pussies. Not what I was after, so I went on to Doggy Style and jacked off twice more before I was ready to toddle off to bed.The next day, I found myself in her driveway almost an hour early. Her car was gone and I felt a little silly, so I pulled out to run a few errands. When I returned at quarter to five, her car was in the driveway.She answered the door wearing a little black business suit, stockings and heels.“Early again. Just.