But I've been going along every week since I lost my virginity to that boy I told you about. I just tell them that I like singing and that there is no... harm in it. But the real reason I've been going is to see that boy. I suppose I really wanted to see him again, my whole body used to ache sometimes. I'd rub myself two and three times a day. But I didn't want to go out on a proper date with him. I thought he might think that I was a cheap girl: desperate to give my puki to him. So I thought I. Only an escape, over five of themost hellish days he hoped never again to experience, had stopped himfrom being discarded for good. Yet escape did not mean he was free.Almost a year after his flight, Sascha had done little more than exchangethe luxurious walls of Prince Fallan's palaces for the spartan hull ofThe Lady Tramp. Though now he was in a prison of his own choice,unprepared as he felt to face normal society. He had made brief foraysfrom the ship, at any number of the ports at which the. Instead, she felt a slight pressure on her asshole. ?I guess we should start by plugging this leak here,? Adam said, and then he started working a buttplug into her ass. She found herself gasping a bit as he worked the thickest part of the plug into her; it was the biggest thing she’d ever had in her ass. It was more comfortable once it sucked in all the way – the shaft wasn’t too much bigger than his cock. She could feel herself grow wetter, anticipating Adam’s cock. Instead, his hand was. He wasalways pretty keen on my legs and, if I say so myself, they aren?t bad. Hedidn?t seem worried that I don?t have too much at the front but I make the bestof what there is. He?s always been very flattering about how I look; paid me complimentsin front of his friends, stuff like that. And, Imean, he was nice and everything but maybe a bit dull. Well - too much talkabout business, I thought. But Daddy liked him and at least he was clean and hehad the money to keep me amused. Like there was.