"You took one hell of a risk there, Gwen. But thanks all the same! I was getting so fucking bloody pissed off with that guy! It seems the pair of you ...ave got something mutually satisfying going for you, in your respective twisted ways!" It takes my mind off the boring nature of the work, my sweet. And so much nicer than that session they gave me on the first day" That must have been utterly horrible, Gwen! They gave me half an hour in there after I last made a run for it. My throat was raw. There were perhaps a dozen or so naked young slaves, male and female, who were offering citizens drinks and, in some cases, apparently soliciting citizens for sex. I looked at Bill for some explanation."These people really are slavery enthusiasts", he responded. "They want to 'reform' slavery mainly as a way to make sure that slavery remains acceptable to the public, and to their own consciences. Naturally they are most comfortable when they can be waited upon by their inferiors."I saw Paul. Mike found the purple color of their blouses very enticing, a good contrast to their black mini-skirts which barely reached mid-thigh. Donna wore a filigree gold chain around her neck with a nice golden flowery trinket hanging down to the beginning of her cleavage. Todd’s girlfriends wore their pearl necklaces. As a professional driver with lots of clients who were unknown to him, Mike had early learned to evaluate people without staring at them noticeably. Todd said Donna was a friend, but his. After he brought her to climax, he gently lifted her into his arms and kissed her passionately. He then laid her down again and removed his clothes. Vanessa couldn’t help but stare when she saw his erection. It had to be at least seven or eight inches long and about half of that in circumference. ‘Are you sure you want this, Vanessa?’ he asked tenderly. She just gulped and nodded. ‘Say yes. I need to hear you say it.’ ‘Yes, Ash, I want you. I want this. I’ve wanted this for God knows how long..