I can't say I'd ever noticed Bibi thinking. Hiding yes; thinking no."Well, not really. She likes serving my family and I. She's very happy," I said."I...doubt that." And then she said something that chilled me far more than the cold night had done."Let's see if we can show you what it's like for those poor unfortunates who find themselves as slaves. Take off your clothes."CHAPTER 5.The brigands, male and female leaned forward. Two of the largest men raised themselves off their log and stood over. You are moaning at every push, it sounds like the last set of a long tennis game. I love hearing your moans and screams through the cloth of my shirt, it turns me on even more. At this point I am about to come, so I slow down my pace a bit, let go the shirt. Your red hair is falling down your shoulders, all wet from sweat now. You tell me to keep going, to not stop now; you are also very close to coming. This has been an amazing fuck and I want to savor all of it. Every second of it and there. “I’m not really either,” I said, “yes, I’ve made some money, and people recognise me, but that could all change tomorrow. All I’ve got at the moment is a promise of another film part if the film is made, and a few quid in the bank. Yes, I could probably never work and if I’m careful, never have to, but that’s not what I want. Right now, I’m still at school, then I’ll be at University and then I’ll be looking for a job. What about you Dave?”“Me?” he asked, “I start work next month.”“Not staying. . . It was Rick - smiling that devious smile from his bed, however, it was a very different look for him . . . and I liked it! His brunette wig was classic, it was like a be-hive hairdo from the early '60's. He had slightly smeared red lipstick, his eyes had a beautiful shade of shadow and was wearing see-through black bra that wrapped tightly around his chest. I could see his tits straining to get out. I stood there - not saying a word and taking him all in . . . he wore black leggings and.