He was greeted by his servant, Heather, who was dressed in a form fitting French maid outfit. Her skin was light and pale, with long blonde hair that ...was braided and out of her face. Her eyes were a soft blue.She wore a black garter belt attached to her nude stockings. On her petite and docile feet was a pair of three-inch heels. The heel was just long enough to give her legs an extra bit of sexiness but not enough to make her taller than he was. She greeted him with her head slightly bowed and. ''Ik zal er wel een klaar laten leggen. Je hoeft niet helemaal terugnaar je eigen kamer.'Dus volg ik de drie naar hun atelier. Aan de zijkant van het atelierzijn hun kamers. Vier stuks, dus dat klopt. Ik krijg de allerachterste. Zodra ik binnen ben, kijk ik even rond. Zouden de haremdamesvroeger ook zo'n prachtige kamer hebben gehad. Het ziet er ruim enluxueus uit. Een prachtig groot bed, ook hier veel bloemen en planten,een zitje, een bar, een TV-kast, nee, het ziet er ook hier. Styur smiled as he regarded me. "You will need to wash, Mosh." I was to find out that "mosh" is a word in their language meaning "toy." It was my new name.I was consequently washed and then taken back to Uma and Styur's hut. I was shown my sleeping cloths on the floor, then given a basket and told to collect the cloths scattered throughout the house and wash them.I did as I was told. I had no choice. There was nowhere to run, nobody to feed me. I was alone, the only slave alive in the Centaur. I pushed myself into his body and his cock wasn’t even hard. I wiggled on him and ran my hand up and down his crotch. He finally responded with a small swell.“Ian, do you want me?” I asked.“Yeah, of course but…”“Then let me suck your cock. I really need it. Please?” I dropped down and unzipped Ian’s pants. He wore red underwear. I pulled them down and released his half hard cock. He was clean, smooth, and unshaven. I took the head of his semi-limp cock in my mouth and sucked. I pulled at it and.