Naturally, with so much experience of getting girls to swallow my cum, I tasted it myself from time to time. I experienced the familiar phenomenon of ...osing the desire to swallow after my own orgasm, but every now and then I would cum into a cup or on my hand and work up the will to taste it. I found the taste tolerable, not especially good or bad. It was the association of cum with pleasure, arousal, and orgasm that made it fascinating to me, not the taste.As time went on, and more extreme cum. A slave was a person with no human rights and if you wanted to sexually torture her to death who cared, that was your right, the police certainly weren’t interested. What you did with your property was your business.Of course most men bought a girl for sex, simple as that, some were bought to work but by far the majority were sex toys. They were cheap and disposable and plentiful. A newly registered slave was sold off at public auctions twice a week down the slave processing centres all over. He and I together picked out three attractive bikinis. “I’ll be right back. I’ll try them on.” There were two individual stalls for trying on garments, next to each other. The curtain on one was already closed, indicating someone was in there. The other was open. “I’m sure you’ll want a second opinion. I’ll come with you.”I was shocked. That was pretty forward of him. I know we slept together the night before, but in truth I barely knew him. Going into the women’s dressing room when. "We've all seen how big yours is, mate..no need to hide it now," he said referring to the "flashing" in lessons." Here, this'll help," and he reached under the bed on which I was sat and pulled out a pile of ragged porno mags.All three of us fell on this pile of top '70's smut and spread the mags all around the room, open at favourite pages. Three virgins confronted with giant boobs and hairy fannys. We dared and double dared one another and generally egged each other on. Pretty soon we were.