He is asuch a sweetly innocent little piece of slave flesh that In some ways? he is really much more like a long leggeddoll I used to have when I was ... little girl.With himnow, I am a quite heartless and absolute total bitch. Yes, he?sjust a toy for me, a favorite toy perhaps, but still just a cute little doll. Afresh young piece of meat to slowly roast in my fires. A cute little puppet ona string for me to play with, to ruthlessly torment and torture for manysatisfying and wonderful hours. I. There were those big tender titties in front of me and her hairy pussy. We were all alone. She found a smooth stick and had me fuck her pussy with it and suck her big tits again. I could feel my cock harden this time. I played with her pussy like she wanted and sucked her tits good for her. She squirted again. It was a very sexy time although I was still new to this new found sensation I was feeling.So another couple of weeks went by. We were going to the city (which I won't name). We. Then Ginger said, "Thanks, Ali. You see, we're serving roast leg of Ali as the main course today. And it's a hell of a leg, isn't it?" This time the guests cheered their agreement."Before I get to my complaints I suppose it's only fair to give credit where it's due, even if there isn't a helluva lot of credit to give. First, Ali, let's go back about a year to the day we first met. I was warm and happy then, living in my little brown shell. We talked and then you ruined my life. I recall telling. In the small well scented, dimly lit massage room I was told to strip naked and lay face down on the massage table with the white fluffy towel across my ass to keep my dignity covered. I was lying on the table with my face through the hole in the end, facing the floor when the door opened, in walked my masseur. I guessed it was Beth but at this time I had no idea who it was, all I could see was a perfect pair of legs wearing really high heels.The door closed behind her and she spoke for the.