“Which one of you is going to fuck me or do you both want to “she enquired. “I’m fucking you, what’s your name by the way? And Tania, my gir...friend is fucking me. That okay?” “No problem with me Darling” she replied “My names Jackie, pleased to meet you” she again laughingly replied.I was first out of the car. I looked around, and apart from the occasional car or lorry thundering down the A420, we were alone. The lay-by was protected from the main road by bushes about six feet tall so it was. It smelled like like droplets of rain on a aloe plant in the rainforest and I looked down at her basking in her wonderful breast almost purposfully pushing against my stomach. When she finished, she didn't speak or even bat the eyelashes that settled so well with her eyes, she simply turned around, dropped the marker in her black, leather, Channel purse and walked away as if to entirely forget my existance or the conversation she had just engaged with me. As you could imagine, I had an. I had nearly fallen over, more in shock andsurprise than anything else, but the leash kept me moving. Seremides ofcourse did not object to her striking me. She had been free and I wassupposed to be a slave."Keep your back straight," whispered Seremides to me as we approachedthe entrance to the public pens. The coffle was brought to a halt as twoguardsmen dressed in imposing black robes approached us. The men wereswarthy with desert tanned skins and they wore sharp scimitars thrustinto their. “Really,” she said. I decided to be late for work. I took her upstairs into the bedroom and entered her. She was soaked and willing. We were going at it with a furor and I was asking her if she wanted him. She wouldn’t answer but she was coming like never before. Slowly she began to soften and finally I half asked/half demanded, “Say you will…say you will…say you will.” Finally she said, “Alright, I’ll F*** him if you want. With that I lost all control. We were lying next to each other, still.