I decided to test a theory.Don't you like it when she sucks your cock?" His eyes grew wider and I detected that his breathing had become a little ragg...d. "Uh, yeah.. its great, it's just that.." He stammered. "Hard to take that last plunge?" "Something like that." John grabbed the remote and began flipping channels. I went to my bedroom satisfied that I was right in my assessment of John. I changed my clothes and headed out to some stores for some Christmas shopping and when I returned the pair. I guess we were both the same type of person; laid back and easy to get along with but not too forward and kinda shy actually. This made us the perfect match.We got out of Chili’s about 11 pm or so; two of the last people to leave. Our co-workers were long gone but no doubt we’d be talked about on Monday as Melissa and I had our hands all over each other and even kissed each other on the cheek a couple times. There was total chemistry there, just a matter of when not if, we were gonna fuck.When. Crawling into the room, head hung down he took his place kneeling on a tray of stones laid out for him. As he presented himself to us, legs spread the stones dug into the bony flesh of his knees, causing lack of feeling and discomfort that would come rushing back in painful throbs when he was instructed to move.“Good evening Master, good evening Mistress.” He said a little feebly, head still hung down.“Well if it isn’t our little plaything. You’re looking suitably disgusting as usual slut.” I. She's been rather busy entertaining a series of clients." Katrina, Mitoshi and Rachelle seemed to be..." Yes, they are slaves like you. Although we use them for demonstrations and practice, I am the only slave/trainer here at the castle."Emily thought for a moment, letting her feelings surface."Do you own any slaves?" Me? No, of course not. Oh, I suppose I could own one if I wished, but..." I'd love to be yours... to belong to you." Emily, my dear, you belong to Martin. You are his personal.