She concentrated on her task of freeing herself from the tightening grasp of her neighbor. So far, nothing had worked. She had tried protesting but th...t had hurt Marge’s feelings. She had tried to use logic but Marge had always been able to twist the argument in a way that made slavery seem very logical, even to Kathleen. Maybe she should try acting happy to be a slave and eager to please her mistress. Maybe Marge would lose interest once the seduction and capture was complete.She did have to. After just a minute or so I felt my undies being tugged down and soon they were over my jeans my cock protruding skywards as Carl clamped his fist around me, I gasped as he began to pull me.Not to be undone I soon had his underpants down and my hand around his 5” member as we snogged we began to wank each other off. My left hand around his neck my right hand tossing him off, not fast but firmly. His right arm across my shoulders his left hand tugging my 6” in a quick manner.Then it seemed to be. He was almost visibly shaking and a strange, watery taste came into his mouth as his hormones ran rampant. She reached behind her, unhooking her bra. Then, with a shrug, the bra fell to the floor. Zak stood, mouth open, eyes wide. Her breasts were almost too much to take in. His hands cupped each one, testing the full weight of them, his thumbs playing over her large nipples. Gently sucking at first, feeling the warm soft flesh of her breasts on his face, then teasing more with his teeth,. As soon as he was comfortably seated on the steps again, Celia was handed to him. He held her close, as she cried. He was touched by her again. As badly as she was injured, still she was more worried about him than herself. He held her close, and spoke quietly in her ear, assuring her that he would take good care of her from then on.Celia pressed herself against her Master, as her tears flowed. Even though it was warmer today than the last several days, it was still quite cold. Having been.