The guy riding shot gun in the front was next to demand my service, he already had his cock out shaking it to get my attention. I told him to give me ... few minutes to rest and I would milk his trouser snake! He placed my hand on it I guess to reserve his place? His was huge and still growing, I glanced over the seat to see the two in the back seat slowly stroking their lap lizards, thinking this could be a very long trip. I leaned back and pretended to be sleeping to make sure I got a little. Do you understand me??Roberta could not believe her ears. This animal has just walked into her house and bound her without much effort. He beat her until she dared not move an inch, and now was telling her that she was to become a slave for the rest of her life. This could not be happening. How could this be happening? She cried out her misery and pain. Again he whispered into her ear. ?Will you accept your slavery? Will you accept your training and your fate?? He could not be. " He stood up and refilled his coffee. "Pat, you should get that cockring off for a while or you could do some damage. I'm not telling you what to do but I don't think you want to really hurt him do you? Let me know when you're ready for my blowjob."He retreated back into the safety of his shop and got behind his sewing machine. Damn that slut was really sucking that thumb; he was looking forward to fucking his face later. As he watched the needle making it's strokes in and out over the leather. The second we got through the door she was on me. I was pushed up against the door with my hands pinned up at about my head height. We stood there for what seemed like a few seconds it was probably more like 5 minutes before she moved her hand down my side. She put her hand on my stomach and slowly slid it down into my pants. I felt her grip my cock and start to rub it but with my pants still on, she couldn’t do much.As if reading my thoughts, she moved her hand back out and undid my pants.