In my mind, I had built up such a huge fantasy of how perfect it would be. I had imagined how she would be so perfect, and it would feel so perfect. I...had created such an idealized image of it that she couldn't possibly have lived up to it.No one could.She had sensed that, and it scared her. This caused her to fall into a sense of insecurity, bringing Adrian along for the ride. That insecurity had almost cost them, AND me, everything.That's what they were to me; Everything.To them, I am their. I wanted this young man more than any of the buxom women that had been invaded by my cock.The captain led the slave over to his table and made him bend over it exposing a perfect arse. The captain slowly poured oil over the slaves arse and hole and fingered the perfect man hole. I was now fully hard and oil was poured and rubbed over it before the captain whispered into my ear," Fuck him. I want to watch how a barbarian like you fucks a man."I pressed my cock to the puckered hole and started to. "Down there," he coached taking her free wrists moving her fingers down to her narrow shaved slit. "Start opening yourself up. Use your fingers to find your clit and begin to pleasure yourself." He requested.Keeley sheeplessly nodded; her eyes darting to the battery then to his face. "Please just not the electricity again."The man was sympathetic. "Don't worry now do as I say rub your little clit."As Keeley began to rotate her finger over her bud the man pushed her thighs wider demanding that. “What a treat,” I said as Sara and Darcy as they stepped into the tub never once not holding hands. They sat beside each other and Sara said, “I love you little sister. You’re an amazing friend. Thank you for allowing us to share you in the way. We are going to be so happy together.” With that Darcy leaned into Sara, they embraced and then began kissing. Not just regular kissing mind you. They were long, fluid kisses like they had done this before.I was a bit in shock at this site, but.