He reshackled her legs to the posts.In addition to putting the usual brand of ownership on his slaves, he also preferred that their cunts stayed sore ...nd bruised from usage. It was a sort of psychological brand for the slave. They would not be able to take a piss without it burning. They were not permitted to wear any panties, so their cunts were always open. Sometimes he would thrust his fingers in and out as he passed them on his estate. He moved to the fireplace and removed the branding. Faking pain I fell to the ground, I then “recovered” and ran away. When I got to the side of the school I stopped and peeked around the corner, she was covering him with kisses thanking him over and over again. “If only that was me” I thought sadly. He met me later in the bathroom where he paid and thanked me. As I walked home I thought of how pathetic I was, I could help others but I can’t help myself. I had never had a girlfriend let alone sex. I was so deep in thought that I didn’t realize. I say ok i promice u ? On 24 dec i said for birthday gift she said ok and remind my promice i said i will keep my promice tell me ur demand she told give me one child i shocked hearing this word and say how i give u child i am your friend not ur hubby she say u give me promice wat i do i said ok she give me address and time where i have to reach and when .i reached at given address this is some out side of vishakapatnam . I knocked door she open door i was surprised c sex angle is on door. She continued to kiss me, and honestly I could have just done that for the next 30 minutes, because kissing her was like heaven. There is something about her lips that just feels incredible and every once in a while she uses her tongue as well, usually moaning any time she does that. I started to embrace her and this moment we were having and my hands started to roam across her delicious body as we kissed. I reached around and started to grab her luscious ass as we kissed and enjoyed grabbing.