Poised perfectly, totally enclosed in a calm shell of acceptance, I reached out for the lines again, for the second time. This time my conscious mind ...as ready for whatever the rest of my mind was leading me towards. I shifted my awareness towards the source of that pull, and stepped, without moving away from my existence.How do I describe what just happened? As a boy, just becoming a young man, its perhaps understandable that my mind can only think of something from my boyish past to use in. Swapna was looking to be in deep enjoyment that she has closed her eyes and was making sound like aaaaaahhhhhhhh. I now brought my face to her navel and kissed her navel button and started to lick it and gently sucking it. Now suddenly Swapna hugged me tightly and was jerking and was holding me very very hard. After some time she released me and I went little down and opened the strings of her bottom with my mouth and licked down her pajama through her thighs. And from her knees I pushed the. Turned on he removes her sport bra, licking her nipples, and kissing her neck. Advancing slowly down sliding her wet panties off, and starts softly petting her engorged clit. She arches her back and let out a subdued moan. Her pussy is dripping wet awaiting his stiff cock. She works her hands into his pants stroking his love tool ever so gently. She, aggressively flips him on his back, kissing down his chest, pulling his pants down past his knees. Slowly she kisses the tip, licking up the. She really had no tears left at that point but she could still sob into her gag. Five years earlier, she herself had voted to ratify the slave class. Now karma was kicking her ass... Rebecca sat naked in a special chair, in front of a line of other mixed-gender slaves and workers - without even the benefit of a screen to protect her modesty, as the tech’s finally got back to their jobs.Her wrists had been strapped, her ankles too. Even her knees were strapped so that she could not close her.