Ben was going to be happy about that. He led Marcia up to the stocks part of the equipment with her back toward the right of the crowd. He placed her ...ands and neck into the stocks while she was in a standing position. Once again, I was amazed that my slave was so beautiful. Strong, sleek legs rising to a perfect rounded ass, two dimples at the top of it. Narrow waist flaring to muscular back and the loveliest face I knew.Ben started his sales pitch. "Now like a lot of pillories, this is good. " Unwilling to be bested by any man, especially Him, she stood up straighter and with a challenging defiant look lifted her arms toward the cuffs. I could tell she wanted this on her own terms, and knew from experience that was not the case. He was in control after all. His smile warmed slightly, "Good girl. I knew you couldn't resist, now strip. Show Me what you've been attempting to hide all night with those minimal scraps of material Kay." Her eyes widened and I could tell she was close to. Being one to never turn away a meal I agreed.I was told to go watch tv and when lucnh was done she would call me.I was watching tv and kept hearing strange sounds. Not giving it much thought I just stared at the tv.Michelle kept running back and forth up stairs I thought laundry and continued to watch tv. after about 30 minuetts she called me into the kitchen to eat.when I opened the door to the kitchen I could not believe my eye she was sitting on the kitchen table wearing the most skimpiest. I couldn’t believe how turned on I was and how badly I wanted to taste her again. I worked my way down her slender body, lightly biting along the way. With each bite, she jerked slightly, and then moaned. She loved this.As I moved past her tummy I could feel her black curly hairs tickle my chin. My mouth watered in anticipation. I slid my hands up to her hips and pressed my face deeper into her pussy. Her wetness coated my face as my tongue explored her folds, searching for her clit. Her clit.