Other members of the contest stayed up and while it was great comparing notes, and enjoying the company of the people I have played games with for yea...s, I had walked a long way and just wanted to rest.My lie-in almost cost me my breakfast but I managed to just wander down in my pyjama shorts, without my top and eat the awful meal before the end of service.Angelina's mansion was big and imposing. Her sister claimed it had cost her a meaty five million pounds, which I couldn't really doubt. I. ?Never mind pig, I’m sure you wont feel the cold so much after a few weeks. Your slavemeat will adjust.?Without a backward glance, he stood and walked back to the door and returned to his warm house, to watch the second half of the football no doubt. As his boots echoed away into the darkness, I lay in shock. My appeals had been totally ignored, I would lie here naked for as long as he wished. Animals are owned, they don’t make requests. And their owners certainly don’t listen to pleading. Now the anticipation and excitement is slowly fading. He’s doing this on purpose. I know it. I should have peed. My bladder is making itself known. I can feel the pressure, the need. Damn it. He usually tells me what to do, why didn’t he remind me? Or was it on purpose? He knows my orgasms get painful when my bladder is full. He knows how bitchy I get when I need to pee. It wouldn’t surprise me if he planned this. Well, fuck. I take a deep breath to try and calm myself. I press my forehead to. He also added to the stimulation with his hands, grasping and kneading my breasts, rolling and pinching the nipples between thumbs and forefingers. I moaned and arched, I repeatedly ran my fingers through his hair. I hooked my calves over his own and rubbed our bare legs together. I came. He finally touched my clit and I came and came again.Then he moved his head up near mine and asked, "Are you still sure, Karen?"My eyes closed, my body in constant motion and my mind in a turmoil of desire, I.