The bright sun shone in a crystal clear sky on an unseasonably warm, mid-June day on the Cornish north coast. She had taken her sweater off, and was w...aring only her sun dress. He laughed, his long easy laugh. “You’re out of shape. You don’t get out enough in that crowded city of yours, except to eat or drink. When you move back here to be with me, we’ll take care of that.” They continued up the path, to a secluded place they had discovered years ago. It was difficult to get to, making it. Once sufficiently hard I nibble on them; your breathing quickens. I bite down; a soft gasp escapes your throat. My hands cup and rub them gently while my lips massage your nipples, waiting for your arousal to peak once more. Soon the familiar lubrication returns to your lower half. “I’m fully wet again,” you smile slyly, reaching down to squeeze my throbbing member. “Let’s finish you off.” I don’t hesitate to take you up on that offer, but first lift your dress completely off and throw it. He looked of Tamara. “Agreed?”“Yes, Master.” Tamara mumbled. She had been turned on or angry since Owen’s attention had left her for Elizabeth, Roxxi, and Zera. Saying the words made her knees shake.“Whatever rocks your boat.” Zera had answered. Owen’s smile was for her. There hadn’t been a direct order. He looked to Tamara. She yelped behind her heavy lidded eyes and rushed to the shower.“What are we getting? Will we need a vehicle?” Owen asked.“Roxxi’s stuff too?” Zera asked.“Yeah,” He looked. I got up and walked gingerly to the conference room. I had to step carefully to make sure the dildo in my ass didnt slip. While walking down the hall, a male coworker came up behind me and spanked me right on the base of the dildo, shoving it slightly farther up my ass. I faltered and he winked at me. I would be taking his cock later. In the conference room, we had a display presentation for the new product. I saw the table, a steel apparatus with stirrups and cuffs that kept the breeding whore.