When we got to the stairs, looking down, I could see a team of eight guards gathered in a loose circle quietly talking and joking amongst themselves. ...wo of the guys were pretty short, but they more than made up for it in beefiness. They were also a mix of ages, ranging from the mid-twenties to late forties by my guess, but all of them looked to be above average in size, and none had the paunch typically associated with nightwatchmen seen in the movies or on TV.They turned and regarded us. Finally with his left hand on her right thigh, he gently eases his right hand to her crotch. Even though it was half expected, April still responds with a school girl laugh of “oh no”. Steve recognizes the objection as facetious and slides his forefinger and middle finger under her bikini bottom. April moans with pleasure. Steve only smiles as he feels only a few strands of pubic hair. The back of his fingers began rubbing April’s vagina and April leans back, using her hands to support. .. and she blushed the whole time! Then she criedout from an orgasm and collapsed down to her knees."Holy, Christ!" Chris responded, having never seenanything more erotic!"As owner, I have complete telepathic control of heractions and emotions... plus that very lovely pussy ofhers. She came because I allowed it. So, you see... she'svery normal looking on the outside, but very much mypersonal sex slave on the inside"."Is she aware of what she just did?" Very much so... and despite her. The sun was at about eleven o'clock and I figured it would stay at that position for the remainder of the trip. I realized that I would have many hours ahead of me in which to replay the experiences of the last few weeks.As I sat back to think, I recalled one unsettling incident that I had not told Anna about. I had been in my room at the hotel, when I had heard a knock at the door. I had opened the door to see one of the biggest men I have ever seen in my life.His hair was cut short. His.