. Y're Wh... White Silk, an' innavirgin' basket... Don' wan' you." He turned his attention back toSerressa. "I. Wan' The. Free. Woman." he said in the...distinct manner ofspeech drunkards often employed. Serressa knew it was time to get backto work."Master, this girl is not a Free Woman," said the kajira Lilianne,bowing her head and letting her long hair sweep the man's sandals as shehad been instructed by a previous Master earlier that night. "She isyour slave for the night." The man beamed at. But Wolf..."They heard a low feminine moan. Kat looked at her watch. "Must be Beatrix," she said. "Best to greet her with a familiar face, Gretchen."Gretchen hopped off the seat and headed through the curtain. Kat stopped her briefly, handing her a foam cushion, explaining, "For your knees."Trying to stand in the jostling ambulance and looming too big over her frightened friend, Gretchen quickly thanked Kat in her mind as she dropped the thick foam pad and kneeled on it. She grabbed the canteen. This time it was an email from Jade, the girl whose party we’d been gang banged at a couple of weeks earlier. Both emails were identical and read, Party - Holiday Weekend Saturday, my place 8pmTheme – CMNF (Clothed Male Naked Female) (in the email there were 2 small photos of naked girls, one full frontal and the other was bent over with red lines across her butt and her swollen labia looking very wet. The thing was, they were photos of Beaver and me from the last party.)No clothed girl will be. She pulled her dress up as she placed her thumbs in the waist of her bikini cut pink panties and pulled them over her firm tight ass cheeks. I couldn't stop watching, it was like I wasn't supposed to see this but had to. Bending from the waist, she pulled them down to her ankles and with this I caught the full view of her pink, tight, wet slit. I moaned as I started to squeeze my semi hard growing cock through my shorts. She spun around and looked straight into my eyes as she sat down. I laid.