The sun rises in your eyes and sets when you sleep. I am but your knave, a squire to your desires. I live to serve you and pledge my allegiance to you... throne for evermore.” Melody’s strokes sped up and I could hear heavy breathing from beside me. Her lavender eyes were burning into me. Her lips moved, but no sound issued. “I love you, Melody,” I whispered. “I will always love you.”The floodgates opened and Melody pounded back against me accepting the flow of my orgasm and matching it with her. I saw Kat, Myrna, Sally and Judy all standing together watching. Shit, I thought, why were they here? I followed Jeb through the crowd, which parted for him in waves. He walked up to the edge of all the people standing around. I immediately saw all my men standing together with Maurice, who was holding a muddy Kepi. I could see his hands shaking, he was so mad. He immediately came over to me, speaking in French, telling me what had happened and that he had stopped the men from killing the big. Arriving at just after eleven o'clock, they would have coffee, followed by one of the local dishes, wine and further coffee. By one-thirty - even two sometimes - they would wander back to the car and drive home. Occasionally, Lauren would realise that she was undoubtedly over the legal limit for driving, but would remember Gustav's words of advice on her first day, and felt reassured to know she had twenty US Dollars tucked into her licence.Following one of these sessions, Lauren telephone. I surrender, and become a limp, lifeless object in hisencircling arms, my anus a receptacle for his battering penis. Gradually,his frenetic assault on me attenuates. He twists my limp head to facehim. "Oh, Boop, it's better your ass grabs back at me. Now your just lyingthere like a rag doll." You're too much. I'm tired. Maybe I could fuck back better if I got ontop." I'm not a fag. Being on bottom is not for me." I mean I'd like to ride cowgirl."He slides out. My ass contracts with a pop..