We had an after-work beer-call at a local brewery last night. It's a great little place, lots of great beers, some decent food, and a large outside pa...io area, which we pretty much took over. The boss, who I will call Ann, was dressed to kill all day long. She has long hair which she wore in a pony tail down to the top of her ass, a very nice, large pair of breasts, great legs and ass. She had on a very tight pair of pants, a tight top and a pair of riding boots. As time went by and we had more. .. better.” She grunted the last word as the phone finally slipped into her babychute. Gripping it with her muscles once it was half in, she returned to hands and knees to come back to me. Samantha held her head high, making sure I got a clear view of her cleavage. The lack of sag made me suspect she was wearing a bra one size too small. Gingerly she climbed onto the table, taking the position I would expect her at every meal time. Propping herself up on her elbows, phone filled snatch on full. I watched her as she walked away. She was wearing the traditional little black dress, high heels, a blue scarf, and expensive jewelry. She came back two additional times during the night. The last time, she whispered to me that she had found someone for me to kiss at midnight and to be prepared. I laughed, not really thinking she was serious.The sound level in the bar became louder as midnight approached. The dance floor became a huge mass of people dancing and drinking. I considered leaving. "There are no slaves, only people who give themselves over to bondage." Really?" I looked at him and I still didn't understand how that worked.I owned Srah, there was little doubt about that, even if I treated her like a girlfriend more than anything else. She still belonged to me and I could sell her if I wanted to, or at least give her back to Talis because that's where she'd come from. Srah had been a gift, someone to keep me company and help me learn about aliens and the Empire and.