A paper was put in front of me and I wastold it was a confession to homosexuality. I refused to sign it and wasslapped about the face several times. H...e said that it did not matter aswe would be stoned to death in a few hours, confession or not. Theconfession merely made things tidier.I said, "Suppose I said I was a woman, would you let me go?"He said, "There may be complications but probably."I asked, "What complications?" to which I was told that of a charge ofadultery with a married man. It. Her stomach was flat, with just a hint of the fullness that marked a mature woman. At the juncture of her beautiful thighs was a surprisingly dense thatch of auburn curls. She was so gorgeous that it truly took my breath away. I drew her to me and held her tightly while I gave her a deep kiss, thrusting my tongue into her mouth and pressing my erect penis against her labia. She responded with her own tongue, and began rubbing herself against my penis.As we stood there, pressed together, I knew. Ku'o repeated the same process with this elk, now he had two carcasses hanging, ready to be butchered. Looking up at the sun, he judged that it was already late afternoon. Cleaning up one last time, Ku'o returned to the inn to dress, all he had left to wear now was his reconnaissance outfit. He donned the dark clothing, grabbed his pack and headed for the door. Ku'o back tracked the path the last elk took to reach the clearing, with a cold feeling in the pit of his stomach, he noted that the. The slave's cock picks up at the feeling of his master's hand rubbing the oil into his skin. Noticing the slaves swelling cock, the Master reaches down and gives the butt plug a pump forcing a stifled moan out of the slave. "You're obviously getting used to that butt plug if you can get a hard-on," the Master tells him. He resumes applying the oil, massaging it into the slaves chest and up his arms. Moving slowly down the boi's body, the Master gets his boi-toy slick and shiny all over and.