Sheila earned a point for that. I had her shave her snatch, but told her not to come yet. I wish I had video. Sheila could fix me up some.I pulled She...la under the water flow. I was behind, with my arms wrapped around her. I nuzzled her neck in a way that sets her off. I told her that I forgave anything that she had done against me, but I was not her higher authority. Then I put my hand over her labia and said, "Come." Sheila filled my hand, then sagged into my arms.I was prepared to catch her,. She didn't know what kind of depraved things they'd do to her, never having owned a slave. Perhaps it was a mercy that these slaves were also incredibly submissive to their masters, and did exactly what was ordered. Perhaps it made their treatment of her worse than it'd be otherwise. But when one was ordered to push his “big black fucking nigger cock balls-deep into that tight fucking white ass” he obeyed, and the only thing that muffled her screams of pain was the cock usually forced. It seemed like as soon as Sam finished serving one round of drinks, they would send him for another.Mike told me Sam was very lucky to have such a beautiful wife as me, and asked if I dressed this way all the time. I told them it was only for special occasions. When they asked me what the occasion was, I told them about our plans to finally have a baby, and about how we hoped to get started that night.The talk became more sexual after that. They asked me questions about my sexual experiences,. I gently closed her fingers around my shaft. Feeling her small, soft hand close around me like that was one of the best sensations ever. Suddenly, she made a small noise, instantly I closed my eyes. I was worried I’d been caught. I lay there, perfectly still, trying to catch a glimpse from the corner of my eye of what she was doing. I felt her raise her head. She was awake! Had I been caught? My heart raced. What had I done? Why had I risked it? I thought of giving the game up and “waking”..