She played with the notion of sliding her fingers deep inside, bringing herself to a thundering orgasm right here in the sand, unhidden from late nigh... strolling vacationers. The beach was uncrowded. The motel lay far behind her, her boyfriend passed out snoring on the bed from too much cheap rum. Loser. She had been left alone and horny.She found it erotic to toy with the idea: fingering herself on the edge of the water in full view of whoever might pass by.She slid two fingers down her belly.. . they actually buy and sell these girls. Molly was talking about one of them that had a discipline problem, and how the girl was confined and punished until she was more ... willing. It didn't sound like just a game. Are you sure it's all voluntary?" I wouldn't know. I mean, not as a certainty. I visited my Aunt a couple of times a year through my childhood. I'll have to admit that I was always curious about what she did, but she never shared any of the details. She was always embarrassing my. She set the rules. He had to give up everything for her. How many times had he tried & failed but then came back begging for another try.The nights he had spent at her feet making promises he would eventually break causing him to be banished from her sight only to come crawling back.How she had trained him to do her bidding. Always taking him one step further than the time before. Her cat, watching me, purring as if agreeing with my submission to her Mistress.Then her decision to leave. I can see his black rod, much bigger than I first imagine, standing firm looking towards me and I take the head and with a finger feel a little of this black man's precum oozing from the eye. He gently tugs on the outer pubic hair I have left on my love channel from waxing the inner surrounds for cleanliness. This gentle tug almost sends me into another erotic climax again and I almost pass out with excitement of his actions. No man has ever made love to me like this. I am totally intoxicated.