The mansion seemed huge to her, certainly far larger than anything she had ever lived in before, although she no longer had any coherent memory of whe...e that was. She padded naked as he led her through the rooms into the kitchen.Once there she saw that two of the other slave girls, Marcy and Jane, were working, washing and drying dishes. Unlike her they were wearing the abbreviated French Maid costumes. Before, when they had come to her chamber to tend to her and instruct her, they had been. Her eyes were glazed over but to her credit she still had a beer in her hand when I found her around midnight. We danced and drank a bit longer but she was hammered and her mate who was driving wanted to go home so we piled into the back of her shitty little corsa and headed for home. We were soon at mine and were soon upstairs kissing and peeling each others clothes off. Kat pulled down my jeans and boxers and sank to her knees taking me in her mouth. She gave an amazing blowjob and was soon. An hour later, wearing my totally coordinated new costume, Iled the way into the most expensive dinner restaurant in town. My onlyregret was that we lacked male escorts and so could not participate inthe dancing which followed dessert. Instead we went to the movies where,under cover of darkness, Helga kept me in a constant state of excitementwith her hand running up and down between my thighs.After the show she drove us directly home where I experienced once morethe thrill of being so overcome. Her breath caught as her fingers pressed against her clit. Giving up all control my hips thrust forward again and I began fucking her with abandon. Almost immediately I could feel my balls begin to tighten. Her sounds of passion egged me on, my hands on her hips pulling her back against me with each forward thrust of my hips and pushing forward as I quickly withdrew.My thrusts were fast and hard, her body moving back to meet each of my thrusts even as her hips were rocking back and forth. The.