So why would you not make that my reward since it's something that's given to other slaves?"Roquan paused a long moment. "Because, as you stated yours...lf, you would not enjoy it." And why don't I enjoy it, master?"Roquan remained silent. His hands gripped the collar more tightly.Amanda's voice rose. "It's because I'm different from the other slaves, isn't it, master?"Roquan's jaw tightened."It's because I haven't had the Draught, isn't it?" That's quite enough, Amanda," Roquan said in a low. Till I feel a familiar tug on my cock as one hand finds its target. The other hand out of reach you use it to play with your tits. Our juices begin to cover each other as we jerk and finger each other silly. My precum all over your hand. Your sweet nectar flowing down my arm. Then through your moans, I hear you telling me that you need me inside you. That you need me to fill you up with my cock. Hearing you say “please” over and over is too much for me to bear. I then take my fingers out of. I did other stuff too. She lay back down, closing her eyes, leaving me in awe.Then my thoughts found a voice. ‘To think you’ve done all that, while all I managed was getting pregnant and become a mum on social.’Lorraine had sat up then to face me and spelt out the logic of it all.‘Get Jez into modelling Val! She’ll love it and it’ll get her away from Dan! Why you could even take off abroad with Dan when she’s busy earning her keep! ‘I was fascinated, “ But how would she get started. She never understood her master’s actions. At his urging the guests took each woman repeatedly and roughly. They paid no attention to Sandrine’s cries and the entreaties by Juliette. One of the men who had taken her more than once that evening returned to dine with her master a few weeks later. After the meal they summoned Sandrine to the small parlour where the two men sat in front of the fire with their whiskey.Inevitably Sandrine was invited to join the visitor on the small sofa he occupied,.