A wide band was wrapped around her forearms to hold them in place. The last thing they did was to put what looked like a small chain around her that a...tached to the dolphin somewhere behind her butt, came around and sort of clipped to both breasts, and then went back down and connected back to the dolphin. There was a white sign that hung on the portion of the chain between her breasts with a big, black number one on it. Obviously, the main thing holding her on the dolphin were the prongs in. Marris' statement was quite unnecessary, and she had no reply.The corners of his mouth twitched, as if he were trying to smile and failing. "I mean, they're from Oceanus, and you ... well ... you know how to please them well."Amanda glanced at the other slaves. Two shot her dark looks, and a third turned away. She whipped her gaze back to Marris. "Any slave here could please them, Master," she said in as crisp a voice as her heightened arousal would allow."Well, I know that," said Marris with a. Rodger’s thumb on his other hand meanwhile was slowly sneaking it’s way up to Elisabeth’s clit and he rubbed it gently and softly at first, just to get her to notice it. But the things she was doing to his cock made him wonder if she was even trying to pleasure herself at all in their love making. His answer came however when she moaned in response to his harder applied pressure. Moving himself in and out of her with more ease now, Rodger wanted to make sure that Elisabeth came when he. The local den for ilicit youthful smoking was a disused male/female toilet block which was gutted to leave just a shell. It was set next to a main road that ran between the 2 large towns which lay around 15 miles either side of the village. Both boys and girls trying out smoking for the first time would gather at the toilets which facing away from any overlooking houses was the ideal dry and private location away from adult prying eyes.One fine autumn evening I decided to go for a smoke and set.