"That's something I don't talk about. Suffice it to say that my reasons were twofold: First I had the sailor's wandering heart and second, my brother ...id something incredibly stupid. Stupid enough that it made living there impossible for my family. At least I assume my family's no longer there; I haven't heard from them in a long time. Enough of that, I don't wish to speak of it anymore. So tell me, have you decided what you're going to do when we reach Harv'el?" Ah, yes," Dent floundered for a. Master greeted many of his friends, many of whom were kind enough to complement Master on his taste in cum slaves. I was now handcuffed in front, so it was easy for me to carry the glasses of wine my Master gave me to drink. It also made it easier for me to squeeze my tits together with my upper arms each time I was introduced to a new Dom. Master said it was a sign of respect. After an hour or so of socializing, Master took a seat in the nearest playroom and ordered me to my knees. He had not. The image in your mind makes you blush a little, but the grin on your face says that you’re just curious enough. Taking you by the hand I lead you down the hall. Stopping at the door I push you against the wall with a firm kiss. Our tongues trading strokes on the other as I unbutton your top. Your breasts barely contained by your bra. Jiggling slightly as you tug at my belt. I tell you if you remove my belt I just might use it on you. Without hesitation, and in one swift movement you jerk it. It went up inside of it. It went down inside of it. It did it again both ways. She loved it. She clamped her mouth shut as his hand, gently, rubbed her body’s parts over. She was becoming horny. He was effective in how he was doing it all. She liked it. No, she was loving it. He was more then effective. Seeing as he was on his knees she easily could have turned around and dove on him. She could have “thrown” him to the ground and began smothering him with endless kisses that she didn’t care if.