"I only care about what Hank likes. 'Why' doesn't matter. If he likes me bald between my legs, that's the way I'll be." I'm sorry," Kelly said when th... hand was removed. "It is so hard." Yes, I know. You are a natural slave. You live to please. If Hank didn't need you to be a citizen you'd be happy as a full slave. This way is hard. Hank did explain that part to me. You are happy, Kelly, and you do like dominating others—just as long as you can look to someone for guidance. The only way you can. "Bess, sit on her face."Bess dropped her panties and squatted over me. "Yvonne, why don't you playwith her tits?"That did it. The hormones had made my nips--which were now highlightingthe start of a nice pair of boobies--abnormally sensitive. As I felt herfingers on them, tweaking them and playing with them, I began to get hard.Bess's wonderful flavor completed the job, and I began to masturbate. Iwas completely oblivious to the comments the women were making as I did so;all I was aware of. I dried my chest and torso, wiping away the sheen of perspiration that my exertions had brought out, before doing the same to my dick, cleaning off our mixed love juices.I then grabbed a sports bottle of water and took a long drink.Katie was back in the foetal position, quietly sobbing on her side. I threw the towel on the ground beside her and then squeezed the water bottle at her, a long stream of the cold liquid hitting her prone legs and ass."You might want to clean yourself up," I said,. " General, do you mind if I speak my mind," Eric asked fully confident that Sid would give him permission. It was his experience that Sid listened to all suggestions and didn't reject any idea just because he wasn't the one who had come up with it."Go ahead." You're treating our men a little too kind. I've got a thousand men who were slaves less than a month ago under my command. They are not necessarily good fighters but they are anxious to prove themselves to you and to take part in.