You realize that I had put a collar on you, as the cold chain from the leash slowly runs from the front of your neck down your back. I tell you that y...u are now ‘my pet’. I lead you with the leash, back to your bedroom where you see scented candles burning all over the room. I lead you to the foot of the bed, I turn you and instruct you to kneel again. I take the leash and wrap it around the wood on the bed pulling you head back against the wood and I snap it in place. The collar had you bound. ”“Oh, I see. Y’all gonna be here in N’awlins long?” he asked.“Three nights is all. We’d like to see the city while we’re here though.”“Them next five carriages behind mine are my brothers. We’d be glad to show y’all around.”“Can you show us the best places to eat? We want to see the Mississippi River, the French Market, and Jackson Square too.”“We can do dat. What time y’all want to start out?”“How about waiting until we get our rooms, then taking us to the French Market Café today? Then we. No, nothing really happened back then. Well, except maybe in my dreams and fantasies.So, I wasn't going to be on my own after all and if I had to have supervision, at least it was Kristen and her being pretty was a bonus. It immediately fed my current fourteen-year old fantasies which, if harnessed, could power a small-sized city.On the day of my parent's departure, Kristen came over with a small suitcase and a backpack and I was knocked out by how she looked. She was cute as ever, long, dark. He push me inside the toilet, make me sit on the toilet seat, and move my dress up, removed my panty, looking at my pussy and he gave me a look. Ohh.. he start liking me like a hungry cat. He is liking and inserting his tongue inside my pussy. I started to moan hard. This was good. Like even my husband hardly lick me, but Kevin was eating me as he wanted to. He was on his knees and I start touching his cock with my feet. It was big and his pants were slightly wet, pre cum maybe. I told him to.