She excused herself to the bathroom and came back a few minutes later with a warm washcloth. After cleaning me off, she snuggled up against me rubbing...my cock with her hand while she kissed my neck. After a while, she said it was time to fulfill my promise. My mind was certainly willing; I was hoping my body was, too. She went down on me and sure enough, I was hard as a rock again before long - undoubtedly due to thoughts of the previous action. I tried to eat her out again but she wasn’t. It was because he had never shown any interest in her that Sharifa was determined to bed him and set a trap to ensnare him.It was a Friday evening and Sharifa walked into the library carrying a large number of books. This was unusual for her as she was usually accompanied by a bodyguard, one of whom carried anything needed. As she expected the young man was there as usual. It was as she passed him that she set her trap when she dropped her books, ‘accidentally’ of course. As she expected, the. Differs from that of a free woman only in the position of the wrists which are held before her and, when not occupied, crossed as thought for binding.? A free woman's wrists are never so placed. Priest-Kings of Gor, pg. 46 ?WalkWhen this command is given, the slave turns in a graceful pirouette, her hair swinging. She then walks, gliding across the room, her feet hardly seeming to leave the floor, her hips swaying sensually, her body erect and proud. When she reaches her objective she halts and. Harder this time. He aimed his punches to her torso. Her nipples must have been providing a good target for him since her tits seemed to be getting a large amount of focus. She kept her legs spread open and received a powerful upper hook to her pussy. She reeled from the pain then was overcome by a wave of pleasure. She wondered if her moans could be heard outside. Her pussy wanted to be touched, but she was scared to ask for it. She wanted to scream. Once again, Sophie heard the velcro strap..