No doubt he’d try to rebel again, and she’d have to punish him again. If only he’d just submit and learn to enjoy servitude. She sighed. Men. Th...y simply did not understand that it was their job to tend to women, and not the other way around. Drake remained looking down until he heard Raell walk off. He then settled down on the ground, listening to the occasional thwacks and yelps of the slaves, and pondering the next step in his introduction to his life as a slave. Drake woke up to the gate. She shouted at me to properly give massage. I continued with the massage and started rubbing her ass much more than her body now she again has closed her eyes than I asked he shall I continue in the front side to which she didn’t said anything and directly turned herself. Still her eyes were closed I started massaging her front side but I did one thing that I removed my lungi and was not wearing anything under so was nude from waist than I continued massage by this I was knowing that she has. Anyway, all bad things come to an end eventually and with a long weekend in the offing I phoned Ruth to find out if I could visit. A new voice answered. Zelda! I smoothly introduced myself, expressing sorrow that she had been away during my first visit. She was delighted to hear from me, she had heard so much about me, mummy would be delighted I had phoned, yes, she would be at home over Easter and, yes, they would be ecstatic if I would come for the weekend!Two weeks later, on the Thursday. They fell to the floor; I was not surprised when I noticed that she did have any panties. I brushed a finger across her slit. Stella was damp. That much was for sure. I pulled my shirt off and took off the rest of my clothes. Stella looked down to see my hard, erect penis.”We shouldn’t be doing this,” she said to weakly.It sounded like a feeble plea for me to stop. I sat down on the sofa and I pulled Stella down on my lap. Stella was straddling me. The tip of my dick was brushing against her.