Melissa halted for a second as recognition flashed in her eyes. But slaves don’t have friends! Angie had already learned that lesson, hadn’t she? ...essica had slapped her across the face for looking in her eyes. Cold panic was starting to rush through her veins. This was it! The end of the line. After leaving this room, she would forever be marked as a slave. Instead of growing hard, Melissa’s eyes turned soft as she gave Angie an awkward, reassuring smile. But the slave scarcely noticed. The. Do it quick boy... Sorry, I mean... Quickly man before someone walks in, we don't have a lot of time." At the time I had only seen some dirty videos from my parents stash of sex tapes and I knew enough to get the job done. In one of them the woman takes the guys cock into her mouth while kneeling in front of him just like the strangerr said, so I did as I was told. I became super nervous as I carefully got down on my knees just the way he instructed me to. I was then at eye level with his cock. Standing there were three guys, two from the office, the ones I’d always fancied. The third one I hadn’t seen before. None of them had been there when I’d stripped. One of them said ‘Are you okay? We saw you walking up the stairs looking really sad and we thought we’d just check you were okay’. I sensed that they hadn’t heard about my strip, but were just genuinely concerned. I beckoned them into the room. I walked up to the one I fancied the most and said ‘Look, I’m leaving Nottingham next. Indeed Richard had often admired her, when she bent to place logs on the fire, or just doing her work around the house. On many occasions he had felt a stirring in his breeches. The sight of her bending showing ample cleavage, or the roundness of her derriere, was enough to stir any red-blooded man. He glanced at Sarah, and noticed she was looking most attractive. Her blouse was slightly lower than usual, and if he was not mistaken, also tighter. Sarah’s ample bosoms displayed invitingly..