. we talked by phone and on the computer ... and it became graphic.She was suppressed. She was a woman who had been in a 20-year marriage without grat...fication, and me, a man free from one of 25 years and looking. She was not sure; I was not either. Slowly, we teased each other into more.She slowly opened up, and I was most eager. She told me of stolen glances at men, when she shopped, at their crotch, at their butt, at their demeanor ... while I told her of more lurid things ... of my. Why dont you open your blouse so i can take a look at you, my hands were shaking with the thought of a stranger looking at me, i began to unbutton my blouse eposing my bra to him, let me help you he said, and put both hands on my blouse undoing it quickly, I let him continue, until it was undone, he grinned and looked at my bra, without hesitation he fondled my tits, and drove his fingers inside my bra pulling my tits out of the bra cups, at that moment another man turned up and joined in his. Thank God,” I told Bree.“I guess I was just so worried for you that I never took the time to check for any piercings and tattoos. Although...” Bree had a mischievous grin on her face.“No. I’m not getting a tattoo,” I stated. “And the day I get a clit ring is the day you get one too.”The grin just got wider, “You promise?”I made a big show on thinking about it. I held out my pinky and said, “I promise.”Bree took my pinky in hers and we shook on the promise. She went from being happy to looking. "He stopped stroking her hair. "Do what, little slave?"She tried not to cry. "Th-thank you very much for being s-so kind b-but I know I'm ... uhh here to d-die!"Master Charles sighed. Elona was one of the most intelligent, attentive and seductive house-slaves at the Ranch. And she had been thoughtlessly damaged by that lunatic prince! He stroked her head again. "Nonsense, slave - after your performance in my bed you have saved yourself. I have decided you shall be spared and these scars will be.