Now what do you want for a reward?" My freedom if I may have it?" Rogelius, I do not believe in slavery. You had your freedom as soon as I took you as...a prize of war. Would you still work for me? You can be my treasure hunter and I will see what other duties you are capable of. If you are an organized person, I will give you a job that will make you rich. Is that a good enough reward?" Yes, my lord."I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Then you have a treasure to find. Cover this back up and. We had been talking a lot and I was feeling very relaxxxed…I now know I go deeper faster and much quicker each time I go into a trance for you. We had spoken earlier in the evening about my inhibitions and apprehensions and you knew it was time to help me move on. As I cuddled deep into the seat my skirt slid higher and higher up my thighs, yet I did not try to cover myself up. You smiled at me knowing that phase one was going very, very well. Not knowing what came over me I excused myself and. She nodded, the look of pain on her face slowly disappearing. “Yes. It hurt, but it’s quickly disappearing. This feels so right. This is where you belong…” Her face had now returned to a look of lust and desire, telling Mike everything he needed to know.Slowly and gently, he began thrusting in and out of her tunnel, taking at least five seconds to complete each circuit at the start. As tight as she was, he knew he could cum almost any time he pleased. But this night was about both of. From her dresser he took a lacy redbrassiere and matching panties which he laid on the bed along with a blacksatin suspender-belt. He whistled to himself as his rummaging produced apair of exquisite black stockings. He held them up to the light and staredat the diaphanous black nylons with their darker reinforced Cuban heelsand stocking-tops; tiny diamantes decorated the satiny stocking-tops andCuban heels; a black seam ran up the back of the stockings. He licked hislips and gently fingered the.