We set up a slow, passionate pace, David's thighs bouncing into my ass on each stroke, his scrotum slapping against my vagina. His hands found their w...y up to my hanging, swaying breasts, and he covered them, gently squeezing and stroking.I was biting my bottom lip in pleasure, starting to climb the mountain. David speeded his actions up, and I knew that if we timed it right, we could come together."I need you to..." I moaned."What? What?" he gasped."Touch my clit. Help me cum with you!" One. But I wasn’t finished yet, for I planned to have the patio extended sometime in the future and this led to my dreaming of having Mark again and hopefully, someone else too. I envisaged having two erections to play with in my hands as well as sucking on them alternately before having both of them fucking me. Maybe even having anal intercourse so that I could have both of them inside me at the same time. These were the fantasies for when I was at home and would have to make sure that I arranged. Sudden anger blossomed inside me and I reached behind my neck to take the vile slave collar off."What are you doing?" Alison gasped.I frowned at her. "I'm taking this damned thing off." You don't want to be their slut anymore?" Alison asked. There were tears brimming in her eyes."You do?" I asked, stunned. Why would Alison want to stay with them?Alison sat on the bed next to me, taking my dark hands in her pale grip, kissing my knuckles. "I wanted to be Mark's slave," she confessed. "I've. And it was going to be there a while.The first thing he poured into the funnel was a glass of cold water, giving it time to swallow. Master Karl patted its head, and then went about his business with some paper work on the table by the window. He lit another cigarette even before finishing the one he was already smoking, and he screwed open a bottle of beer. Twenty minutes later he poured down another glass of water, a larger one, and he heard the gulping sound in the throat. This went on for.