What kind of food do you like? I love Chinese and Japanese.”“Oh! Both are my favorites. I know a great Japanese place where the cooks are very ent...rtaining.”“Great! Let’s go there.”- - - - -As we watched our cook flip his spatula and the cut up the chicken on the grill before us, Marie put her hand on my leg, found my bulge, and rubbed it, occasionally smiling up at me as if to say, “I think that later I want to feel it.”When I looked at Marie, I couldn’t believe that she was so gorgeous, that. After a solid 20 minutes of nipple play and the occasional clit stroke master gets on his knees and licks my pussy. My eyes flutter as he works his magic. “Tell me if you’re going to cum my dirty little slut” he says with slight aggression and I know this is nothing to hide from him. If I fail to tell him my punishment will be far greater than what I’ve been undergoing lately. Eventually he enters me, he rams me hard with his hands wondering all over my body. “Master! I’m so close” I say. “Motherfucker!” someone yells.“Son of a bitch!” another person exclaims.I turn to see who else is shouting profanities while taking in my surroundings for the first time. I’m surprised to see dozens and dozens of men all sprawled out over this vast rectangular room. We’re all wearing similar white skirts and each has a moon like object wrapped over their right ear.Why did they dress us all the same?I turn my attention to the architecture, wondering if there is an obvious way out of this hell. Almost without my help, my mouth asked her if there were others in camp that didn't have enough to eat and that might like to have it.Wondering where that had come from and what it meant exactly, I sure as hell didn't know why I'd said it. I mean, if I'd thought there was anyone in this group anywhere that was doing without food I'd have been glad to make sure they didn't do without it any longer if I could do anything about it.Call me generous, or call me stupid, but I'd never felt there was.