Nobody went out of the room while she was watching, and she was half afraid and half hoping that nobody would want her as a hostess on their table.The... a group of four men came in and settled at a table with their drinks. Jacqui felt quite flattered when she was almost immediately called over to the table where the four young, well-built men were sitting."Hi, I'm Nathan, these are Marcus, Leo and Quentin," said the fair-haired one, scarcely more than a boy, certainly not more than twenty-five. My name… nah, is not necessary, not like knowing my name is going to affect much what you think of me, so, besides that I'm somewhat tall thanks to both my parents DNA, not exactly chubby, I do sometimes remember to exercise and there is some muscle in my frame, but what am I saying? I feel like a patient talking with the doc.So, let's start this already, okay? Now, you are probably wondering what this guy is rambling about, but let me tell you, is not exactly easy to start talking and walking. .. not being sure how long she would continue to look dead to the world or how long he would be able to resist the strong urge to slap her face with it and rub his pre-cum over her lips. He thought about how hard he had fucked her last night, how tight her arse had been when he first entered and how much she had yelped first in surprise but then in pure animal pleasure. How she had sucked his cock after he had fucked her arse despite her preference that he always showered before sex. It was a. ....almost crawled to him to beg to be his slut. He however hadone final turn of the screw."Okay Winston, since you have been a model prisoner you get conjugalrights on Saturday" growled the guard.This of course gave me two valuable pieces of information. Masters nameand the fact he was married, however I had not seen a ring so maybe itwas a girlfriend.....knowing thew ay he was probably white I mused.Master got up to go and then turned to me."Come on bitch," he commanded.I in turn looked at.