I left again to give her some privacy. I still didn't have another table to go to, but I just waited again for my nerves to calm down. Although, that ...ust wasn't an option as I knew the moment of truth was coming.A minute later, I looked at her table. "Oh, she is gone now."I walked to the table again and picked up the check. "Are you kidding me?" I groaned, letting my head back. "She inserted an 'X' right through the tip line. What the hell, dude?" I laughed softly.I sighed again and placed it. Delia arranged for us to have a hot bath. This was unbelievable.Torven had fashioned a large basin from clay with fire around it, and heused it to soften the resin panels that made up the translucent panelsin the house. It now served as a bath.Delia had salvaged from the cargo a large quantity of perfumed soaps andoils, together with stacks of cosmetics. We were instructed to shaveour bodies and apply scents. We dried ourselves by the fire with soft,warm towels. I have never felt cleaner,. “You been bad!”“But, I’m sorry, massa,” pleaded the recaptured slave.“How sorry are you?”“Very sorry!”“Are you sorry enough to make me feel better?”“I’ll do anything!”“Turn around then!”Columbus pulled out his long, thick uncircumcised dick. “Put it in your mouth!”Bertie opened up and Columbus fed his manhood to the submissive bottom.“Suck this dick, boi,” commanded Columbus. “I’m gonna fuck your molly-boy ass into submission. I’ll teach you to run away from me!” He slapped the sissy’s face as. And he might have gotten even further except that he had creamed in his pants at the first touch of tit, and naughty Betty Jane had been annoyed with him for wasting such a lovely load of spunk.Chris had jerked off that morning.But a subsequent event had brought his admirable young prick springing back to attention. That had taken place when, a short time ago, he had called for the Great Dane. The woman who owned the big dog was a sexy divorcee of thirty, sultry and seductive. Chris had often.