My fingers slid deep into her depths as I leaned forward, catching her nubs between my own lips. She gasped at the suction as my tongue traced pattern... across her tender nips. I continued to lash at her nipples while my fingers pistoned in and out of her. “Daddy, oh, please…” Her pleas seemed broken as she wiggled beneath me, unable to handle the increasing pleasure. I pulled away after a few moments and took a hold of the toy. As much manlihood as it takes me to admit, it was much thicker. Even Ollie did, I gather. I want my turn of your fine dick back there. As I told you, I love it in the butt. Few things make me feel so deliciously owned as when a man plows the backfield on me. Plunders my booty. Buggers me. Rams my rump. You get the idea.“I’d love to wear your collar, too. Maybe even one where you attach and detach a leash to it. I don’t think that you quite realize how much I love the idea of being your pleasure slave. Yes, I read the works of John Norman, his novels of Gor.. We can go anywhere in the world, forget about all our problems." It sounds almost too good to be true." You want to be a slave for the rest of your life?" No," Natalie admitted. "Let's get this over with."The pair held hands and walked up the gangplank of the luxury yacht, home to the richest card game on the planet.A hundred meters away, looking through electronic field glasses, Elisabeth watched the pair board the boat, shaking her head in despair."Natalie, Natalie," she sighed. "What on. Afterward, I slumped down, whimpering softly, totally spent, but still staring at Randys semi-hard cock. He picked me up and dumped me unceremoniously on the couch. I remember that I stared up at him defiantly, almost hating him. He just smiled and crawled between my open legs, slamming his cock into me again. I didnt move for a while, but then cried out, clutched him between my legs, snaking my arms around his neck as I frantically searched for his tongue. That long night was a half-remembered.