He stands close behind her, holds her breasts and points out how her nipples have hardened from mutual arousal. She feels his excitement rise behind h...r back, pressing her hot bottom. Slowly his left hand slides down her belly to play with her bush, hold her mound, softly squeezing it. It feels fine, so she slightly spreads her legs to offer a bit better access. His fingers linger ever lower along her love lips, almost up to her tight sphincter and back again. Endlessly softly up and down, back. "I could hold back no more. His words revealed a previously unknown dark side of my psyche, and the ministrations of his giant hands finally served to push me to orgasm. As my apparently inadequate penis jetted the first spurt of cum, my assailant cooed in my ear, "That's it my pretty, you're mine now. You know you want it. We'll leave here, stop by your place to pick up anything of value, you can write your resignation there, and then it's off to start your new life as my slave. We'll stop at. .." Jackson," Linda interrupted, "thank you for giving up your bed lastnight, you are a true gentleman." I was thinking after breakfast we could go for a walk Lynn before you gohome, u unless you'd like to stay for lunch that is?" Linda smiled at herfriend but did not want to overstay her welcome."If I can find something warm to wear I'd love to go for a walk with youJackson." And lunch?" he asked hopefully."Yes, if it's no trouble?" Jackson hopped off the bed smiling."I'll leave you to eat. “Normally”, Janani spoke, caressing our cocks – mine hard, Anjan’s soft from fear, “the slaves’ arms will have to be tied to ensure they can’t cheat by holding their leg up with their hands. But my slaves won’t do that, will they?”; it was not a question. She gave up on Anjan, who couldn’t get hard despite her ministrations – we were to find out later he was too fucking scared and did not find the situation erotic. She started moving her hand up and down my shaft as she spoke. This only made it.