But I only want to hear one thing from you: what kind of slave you want to become. If I remove that gag, and you say anything other than that – any...hing at all – then you will lose your choice. I will make it for you. And I will pick something that you will regret for the rest of your long, miserable life. Do you understand me??Caroline was finally, at last, ready to cry. She could feel the pressure building at the corners of her eyes. She closed them to make it harder for him to see. . After wipe the water we came to the bed.I hugged her and placed myself on her body and planted some hot kisses on her face and then on her lips. Our tongue struck with each others and the taste of he saliva also sweet. After some times, I moved a little down from her face and kissed her chin, neck, ect. and kissed her upper cleavage and then her uncovered boobs. They were very soft and fleshy now with soap aroma. I suck the nipples and drunk her milk from both boobs. She was enjoying every. You should havetaken more precautions...You blink groggily as the drug reaches your brain. Your body feels heavy.Lifeless. And then darkness comes.* * *You awaken, sore and thirsty in the candle lit oubliette beneath yourpleasure house. You lay upon the cold stone dias at the centre of theoubliette. Candles, whips, feathers, harnesses, leather fetish wear,silken garments, thongs, corsets, stiletto heels and course slave clothesare laid about the dais. The air is heavy with the smell incense. A. Arron stepped out of the bathroomand went to his bag on the bed. There he emptied out the items he hadspecially ordered from a catalog.A small biege gaff, black lace panties and a matching bra. As hetouched the gaff, his breath deepened, slowly, Arron stepped into thesmall garment and pulled it up his legs. When it reached his thighs, hepushed his balls up deep inside and pulled back his samll penis betweenhis hairless legs. He held his penis with one hand and pulled the gafftight against his.