”She looks at me closely when I stop speaking. “There’s more to this, something you’re not telling me, isn’t there, darling?”It is a diffi...ult thing to say, but I must. Linda is like M’kamba in one way, that she sees under the surface. But I must say carefully, I will not cause Linda pain if I can avoid.“Linda, I love you,” I say at last. “I feel for you in ways I have never before known I can feel for anyone. I know I don’t say dear or darling or such other words, endearments, because all of. After the posture exercises, the sexual training would start. Cock sucking to begin with. Need I say that that was a part of their training I very much enjoyed. It is also a part of training that every slave-girl finds most difficult.The exercise over, they were allowed to stand. We did not even chain them. That was already unnecessary. Each girl now knew that, if she did not stand, posture or move as she was told, she would feel a switch. And possibly be sent for a real caning.“I think we’ll. It was still early in the day so I started with some sightseeing ending up in one of these big groups of tourists. I noticed this man who seemed to be alone too. He was tall and slim with short brown hair, blues eyes and he looked very handsome. I think I must have been staring at him because he suddenly looked at me and gave me a big and beautiful smile. I felt I was blushing as he came over and introduced himself. We ended up talking a lot during the whole sightseeing and I felt an immediate. He licked all around my titties and then lightly kissed and flipped his tongue across my nipples. I was in heaven since getting my nipples sucked is always something that gets me really excited. I could feel one of his hands on my thigh and as he started pushing up my skirt. I quickly grabbed his hand and asked, “What are you doing?” “Let me finger fuck you so that you can get off since we can’t fuck one another? I want to feel your wet pussy. A wet pussy is always such a turn-on. I love.