I worked my way up to her clit and I made a broad, wet, slow sweep of my tongue on her clit. Her body lifted and she let out a long breath of air. I m...ved my tongue into her pussy to wet it for my finger and was surprised by the intense amount of pussy juice that had already formed there. I licked my finger and pushed it inside of her. She pulled on my head and shouted “MORE!” I put another finger in her. She pulled on my head even harder as I screwed my fingers into her. I lapped at her clit. His tone so assured. You whimper uncontrollably, his husky words painting a mirage of sinful thoughts in your mind. His hunger bordering on the insane as you hear his every heavy breath. The sudden stretch of the lace material against your thighs, followed by a rip as he tears your panties from you in one swift motion. You curse, your body on the verge of submission, powerless to his advances. The erotic feeling of vulnerability causes goose bumps to form across your silky skin. A deep yearning. I also gave her massages on the table.One day shortly after I turned eighteen, Vivian had me get on the table after I finished her massage. She massaged my head, back and legs. She then had me roll over on my back. She spent a little time on my thighs, but before long she was lightly running her fingers up and down my stiff penis. Then she pumped my foreskin a few strokes. It felt great and I closed my eyes to enjoy this new experience. A few seconds later she placed my penis between her palms. They stand only twenty feet from me but the journey towards then seems to take hours. What do I say? Do I smile? Even allowing for my inherent desire to be polite I can't bring myself to say, "Such a pleasure to meet you." What do slaves do when they meet their Master and Mistress for the first time? Their new owners? The people who apparently have the power of life or death over them?I walk unsteadily over, bow my head and hold my hands behind my back just as I do when I greet Neena in the.