‘What’s this? A concert?’ She turned and looked behind her at all the people assembled. Looking up in awe and in amazement, as she did on our fi...st date, she was smiling that wide eyed smile that made me swoon the first time I kissed her under the Fourth of July firework sky. The low lights in the auditorium made her hair appear like spun gold and her eyes, sparkling like precious gemstones, reflected back the excitement of the moment. She was so beautiful and I was so proud to be sitting with. ”Two men grabbed me by the shoulders and dragged me from the cabin. They pulled me across the deck until we reached the hatch, and then pushed me down the steps, my body tumbling roughly to the wood floor. My eyes adjusted to the darkness of the hold. I wish they hadn’t. This was a slaver’s vessel, and the crew had taken it upon themselves to “train” the slaves. At least thirty elf women and twenty Ardeni human women were in holding, their bodies secured like cattle in stockades. The smell was. Her response became more pronounced. I could hear her groaning in my ear and her hips were moving more forcefully as I continued to move my finger inside her. I searched with my thumb for her clitoris, and finding it, began to stroke it as well. That move was the catalyst that set her off.Her grip tightened on my cock and she rolled onto her back, her hips thrusting toward my stroking. Her free hand grabbed my wrist and tried to pull my finger even further into her. Her voice was a mixture of. Like a standout actress in plain attire. She looked fresh and healthy and wholesome and pure. Oh, fuck. I was falling in love. I couldn’t do this! I couldn’t!Everything was exciting to her ... everything made her smile. Her laugh was genuine and infectious. She pointed and exclaimed, and sometimes she even bounced up and down on the seat in her excitement, which did marvelous things to her breasts. She talked and talked, and she asked a thousand questions about the things around us. She told me.