"We walked out to see a naked forty-one year old woman moving gracefully in the living room. I was surprised how young she looked. When she saw Darcy,...she dropped to her knees with her legs spread, and her hands behind her back. She didn't have her head bowed, but looking at her for instructions.Darcy said, "Lilly, this is my Master. His name is Britt, and he'll be staying here for a while." Yes, Mistress. How may I serve you?" You can put on some clothes, and finish your work out. Britt and I. You do not play coy and tease. Your intentions are thoroughly planned and expertly executed. You keep me guessing every moment. I usually am so discombobulated that I cannot tell ?up? from ?down?. Paul untucked the plastic sheeting and peeled off the duct tape that had secured it around my body. Like a magician revealing what was hidden behind the curtain, he pulled the sheeting aside and simultaneously jerked off my blindfold. My eyes struggled to focus and then I was confronted with. ..at the mercy of all. The world around her only visible within her mind.From the solace of the shadows he had watched. He liked the comforting cloak of the shadows in the pit of the night to lend its mood to the debauchery of the rooms. For debauchery was best indulged in the night, in the darkness with only the pale flickering of candles to illuminate his desires. He had watched as one after another the men had come to sample the girl chained to the floor. For a new slave had to be tested.. I just mumbled yes, and nodded my head and kept on sucking, not believing my luck. He took his fingers out of my pussy and put them in his mouth, and then put his middle finger in my pussy, a little bit at a time, in and out, until he had about half of it in, when it wouldn’t go any further, and I kind of grunted from the uncomfortable feeling. He said that was far enough for today, and then started rubbing his thumb around my butt hole, and started putting pressure on it, and it would slip in.