“I don’t say anything, just keep staring at the floor, embarrassed. What do you say?”I once accidentally woke Lucy up by being too forward—in ...hese hypotheticals, I have to always let her make the first move. Maybe that’s why she doesn’t want me to notice her teasing—it plays on the idea of me as an innocent, her being the one taking action... After a small silence, she continued.“Do you want me to teach you how?”“I nod. What do you do?”“I lean forward and kiss you.”Now, in the past, anything. Sometime in the night Lord Blackmon had connected her collar to a short chain attached to the head of the bed so she could not get up and find out, get food or even pee. All she could to was lay there, touching herself and thinking about the night before.She had been awake for more than an hour when he came back into the room. He had dressed in soft pants, a tee shirt and sandals. “Good morning. I had something to take care of and I did not want our time to end just yet. Let me give you some. ?Somehow, it thrills me, though deep in my stomach I feel horrible atyour emotional pain.??????????? With yourabsence, I tried to wiggle my way to relief, failing miserably. Then I heardseveral footsteps outside the door. It clicks open and I can hear a few gasps,but mostly just footsteps coming closer, and the shuffling of people trying toget a seat somewhere around me. On the control panel, you switch all the dildoson, but on the lowest setting. There's a hum as all three spring to live. She sure as hell looks like she came ready to fuck.Next to come off was her bra. She has small but beautiful breasts. I know guys that need huge breasts to make them happy. I just don't see it myself. Any breasts will do as far as I'm concerned. Her breasts may be small, but her nipples were ready for the major leagues. They stuck out like erasers, hard and rubbery, just longing for my tongue. I picked her up and carried her to the huge four-poster that serves as Drew's private brothel. She's.