I wished I was with them. Wait, there was a voice I didn't recognize. It sort of sounded like..." Mom."Jaz came in the room, running up to me with his...arms out. I scooped him up and held him tight. Oh, my baby. I'd almost forgotten about him for the past couple of days. I hadn't even asked Kathy how he was when she was in at lunchtime.After a minute he struggled to get out. And he went over to Sam and grabbed her by the hand. They walked over between the beds and turned towards Wes. "Wow.. I am going to be fucked real good and real hard; and I won't ever feel sorry for it later on."Unfasten my zip, Ragnhild, will you?" As Stian states the words out, the light breeze coming out of his mouth gusts and flurries into my face. Yes. He is taller than me. A little bit high and soaring than I am; and I am not bothered by it at all. I do as he instructs me, undoing the zip of his pants, speedily and warily. That appears to electrify and excite him so very much. How do I know it? He. She finally pulled her eyes off my chest and looked me in the eyes. She had a gorgeous face. Big blue eyes, a light dusting of freckles, just enough to accentuate her youth. And while my features were what youd call delicate, she had those high, strong cheek bones Irish girls always have, but they were still mostly concealed under an innocent layer of baby roundness. God, she was delicious. How much, she said. Smart girl, I thought. Hows $50. sound? Her eyes lit up. I knew that would at least. " She crawls down the bed to their slave, caressing her straining chest. "You, on the other hand, have been surprisingly obedient...I think you deserve a reward."She deftly unlocks the Slave's handcuffs, the younger woman rubbing her raw wrists relievedly. The Mistress then whispers a few words in the Slave's ear and picks up a long strip of cloth from amongst the scattered supplies. "This isn't for your enjoyment, Master. You understand," she says as she pulls the pillows out from under him,.