"How does it feel, being that way?" she asked me one day when we were alone."What way?" I asked."You know..." she said."Oh, you mean a slut?" I asked ...ith a smile. I assumed this conversation would come up. Most of my friends had asked me at one time why I had become such a slut."No, I mean, how does it feel to be Jeff's slave?" she asked.I was shocked. First of all, while I listened to everything that he said, I wasn't sure that I considered myself to be his slave. Second, while Jeff was. “In the woods.”“What?” My heart sped up. Unicorns feared humans. Only a virgin girl or young woman didn't frighten them. They were still pure. But a man or a woman that had her hymen plucked had lost that innocence. It was anathema to unicorns. Since my maidenhead was broken by Willoweyes's horn, I instead gained the same permanent purity of a unicorn and became Willoweyes's mate.I leaped to my feet, my heart hammering in fear. Why was a human in the woods? All the villagers feared the woods,. "The pressure was getting too big, his hand was all that there was, my cock wrapped between his hand and his cock. It only took a few more moments and then my greatest orgasmoccurred, any kind of thought forgotten, bliss and interior peace taking over. I felt his seed sprayed all over my abs, both of us moaning from the ecstasy. Jack was already washing off his hand when my feeling of high was starting to pass.That was the first of many times Jack and I masturbated together. After a few times,. My submissive slut wore a black lace garter belt, black stockings with back seams, black spiked heels, black lace bra, and a black mini wrap dress, which tied in the front. Just before we walked down the alley I told her to put on her white mask and we walked to the middle of the alley and chose a spot. My slut wasted no time in removing her dress, bra, and panties. I turned my attention to her hard, erect nipples on her ample breasts. I dropped to my knees as she hiked her shapely leg up onto.