The mementos I took –the midriff, the skirt, the heels, the panties- while they still fill my brain with delicious memories, were torn to shreds in ...he heat of my lust. I’m getting ahead of myself. At any rate, I began to feel the familiar hunger, painful yet sweet, creeping into my bloodstream. What a shame, I thought, that my diet kept me from enjoying such tender prey. I admired her delicate neck, and tried not to image what it would feel like with my hands wrapped around it, strangling her. Chose something, went in the booth and jerked my cock like a crazed rabbit, shooting all over the wall.After a few trips I got bold and decided to go down to the gay area. I’d messed around a little with guys, but I was mostly just super horned up. As I was walking down the ramp this old guy (probably my age now!) smiled at me and I reflexively smiled back. As we passed he executed a perfectly timed grope. When I got to the lobby there were several guys milling around, one zipping up — I. 'O'... 'N'... 'T'... 'H'...'S'... six months? It had been trapped like that for six months?I began to step backwards towards the door away from it, signalling Iwanted no bother. Panic seemed to set in and it squealed, begging andpleading in mumbled chirps, and pointing time and again at the pageabout releasing a slave.Not knowing what else to do, I began to read the text on the page. Ittook a short while as the language was not something I was used to, butit seemed desperately happy to hear the. Hard suck, gentle suck, hard nip, repeat. I teased her, aroused her, made her moan and scream my name but I didn't do enough to bring her off. She knew the only way to get what she wanted was to beg, beg me to take her over the edge. Finally she just couldn't take anymore. She begged. "Please! Oh God! Please! I need to cum!" That was what I had been waiting on. I sucked her clit hard and plunged two fingers into ther tight pussy pumping hard and fast. A few seconds later she screamed her.