“And decent maids permit this?” she demanded.“Good lord no, I only fuk serving maids,” I explained, “There are other safer ways to achieve r...lief.”“I shall re phrase the instruction, Fuk me.” she said and looked me right in the eye. She stood and opened her gown to show her shapely breasts and a neat triangle of soft down around her woman’s parts for beneath the gown she was entirely naked.“Go on, get on with it,” a soldier growled, “We ent got all day.”There was a long soft upholstered bench. Again the eunuch fingered her clitoris until she was on the verge of coming, and then eased her anus open with a succession of intrusive fingers until that, too, was considered ready for immediate use. She had never understood why the eunuchs did that. The arousal would have mostly dissipated by the time she was in his bed and had finished the knee kissing ritual; then it would all come back anyway while she was sucking him.This second visit to her new Master was slightly different from the. Attaching it firmly to the chair that she was sitting on she lifted her hips just enough to take the tip of the dildo inside her already sopping wet pussy before sliding down the length of its synthetic shaft. She groaned quietly as it penetrated her pussy, spearing into her tender flesh. She started to rock back and forth, grinding against the chair. She adjusted the camera to make sure that both her exposed breasts and what was visible of the dildo were in the camera's frame as she rocked. She would wake with a start, the fabric of her nightgown twisted tightly about her neck, gasping for air as if something evil had hold of her. Given her preference she would have done without even the blanket, but the cool nights prevented that. She did put on her duster during the days, especially since abandoning the now dangerous interior of the shack. As silly as it sounded, she could not seem to overcome the feeling someone might come along and find her prancing about naked. Then the.