I felt her tongue stroke my now exposed cherry, then that sensitive pit under my cock, the tension in me immediately built up as I tried to reason all...this out, why me, hoe has it happened that this particular dream is coming true, to be so pleasured, what have I done to deserve this young lady’s attention.I quickly came to the point of no return, sensing this she removed my cock and whispers that I am to fuck her, and who am I to refuse such a request, to make sure I understood, she pulled me. I looked at her with wonder, and then heard thumping and a squeal from behind me.The slaves, even the women with babies at their breast, had surrounded the ensign and were kicking and beating him. When they were finished, there was not much left of the boy. He coughed up blood and hung limply in his bonds, one eyeball resting on his cheek, his face clawed raw. I went back and cut his throat, took his purse and then stripped off his soft boots and gave them to the woman. She made an odd face at. He moaned softly and nodded then realized Nathan couldn't actually see him. "Yes Sir. I will try anything you ask me do to," Jon told him and Nathan smiled. "Good, see you soon." Jon said okay and hung up. He wasn't told to bring the wooden spoon but he wanted to anyway. He got into his car and made his way to the address Nathan gave him. It was nearly midnight but Jon was nowhere near tired. He pulled up to a massive estate and began to wonder if Nathan was perhaps rich. “Oh hell...". I text back " for real are you getting slutty?" I get nothing back and finally try to go sleep at about 1120. About 1140 my phone rings. I answer it and Ann says "ok wants it's called when another man fucks your wife?" I respond "cuckolding". She repeats my answer to someone and hangs up on me. As rock hard as I was I resisted touching my dick and sat up fully awake my mind swirling. At about 130am I get a video text. It's Ann and the man from the bar. Ann says hi babe this is Jeff. .