His face was probably only 2 or 3 feet from her left breast. He sat down in his chair beside her while she was flopping her big tits around. He was at...eye level with her tits. His face was very close to her left breast. So close that her left breast brushed his face a couple of times.Lucky k**. The people in front and below us turned around to stare at her breasts bouncing. They would have had a fantastic view.I started groping her breasts again, pinching and pulling on her nipples very hard.. "Your tray, Madam." The voice was young, English-accented, and Margotwarmed to the familiar tones immediately."Thank you," she trilled. "My! Are all the Bellhops here as handsome asyou? And as attractively dressed?" Ah, Madam," he laughed, "the hotel staff is specially selected andattired for the pleasure of our guests. But -ah- I must admit, there wassome competition among the staff to see who would service such anattractive lady as yourself!" Oh was there?" I heard a rustle of silk, as if. "There. Just like a baby," she chuckled. "Don't beashamed. You're the only fire-haired slave in New Hope Castle, so your barecondition will make you a novelty and more in demand."Madam Marion sat me up and pulled me out of the bath. She rinsed me andtowelled me dry. Then she applied a daub of scented oil behind my ears,between my breasts and on my neck. She pulled on the braid leash, as if totest it, and I found myself helplessly looking up into the sky."Very good. Well, you're a little too. No one ever strayed again after that.This was a crude brand. Not elaborate at all. It didn't carry my mark. The point was the pain and fear.She had been propped up so that she could watch what I was doing. She was trembling with fear, but she still hadn't begged.I was between her legs, slowly stroking her clit. At least some of her trembling had to have come from that. This was the tail end of one of those hour-long sessions I’d mentioned.I used my other hand to gesture at the brand. "Once I.