The tension in the room could be cut by a knife with the exception of Ty, he was perfectly relaxed. Ty didnt allow the small talk to go on for very lo...g, What have the two of you decided about my offer? Laura and I exchanged glances, Laura was the one to speak first, Well, its ahh, well, we would like to know more before we make a final decision. Ty nodded, Thats expected. What questions or concerns do you have? We can choose to end being your&hellip, Laura hesitated for a moment. Slaves. Ty. In retrospect, I’m wondering whether it was that wise of a decision… I frown as I look her in the face, finally realizing the full implications of what I’ve agreed to. ‘So, when you say that I’m your slave…what do you mean? Because…I’m not in chains or anything, and you’ve been pretty civil to me, for a slaver. Am I really your slave, in the full sense of the word?’ Nightwing looks me over a few times, and then nods to herself. ‘Not in the way that humans think of slaves – no, you are not. It. “She met a guy… a sculptor, I guess, and he wants to use her for a model for a bronze he’s going to… what do they do, mold, cast? I have no idea… anyway, it’s supposedly going to look like her.”“Is… this guy, by any chance named Nick? She mentioned something about that to me.”“Yeah, it is. So, what did she tell you about… Nick?”Kayla laughed. “Enough to suspect that there’s probably more than modeling going on… I’m assuming this is a nude sculpture?”My turn to laugh, more from nervousness than. I started stroking like a mad man obsessed with the magnificent cock that was in front of me dripping precum like a faucet he knew he had me in his complete dominant power as he slapped my face with his penis smearing precum all over my face and tongue it was delicious.My little 7 inch cock was rock hard bouncing off my belly seeping precum everywhere. He said I know you love my big cock and can't get enough of it so the hell with my wife you can service me anytime you like you give better head.