Then I put my hand on his still hard cock and whispered that I would take care of ‘his problem.’ He kept whispering, "No," but did nothing to sto...p me. I unbuckled his belt, unzipped him and opened his pants. My stepfather was wearing a pair of silk boxers which made it easy to take his throbbing cock out. It was dark, but there was enough light that I could tell his cock was beautiful. I had begun having sex a year before but had only dated boys my own age. None of them had a cock like my. " With that, the door was shut and I was alone on her porchdressed only in my lingerie, with no car or house keys and no money. Ihad no option but to do as I was instructed. I stood there trembling with fear. The light had faded and while I waslit up by the light in the porch that same light prevented me from seeingbeyond the porch, other than the occasional headlamps of passing cars.People were able to look at me but I was unable to see them. Thepsychological pressure was immense. It was a. As his erection subsided and eased itself from my ass bringing a rush of semen with it, I reached behind and was horrified the find a gaping hole, battered open and easily inserted three fingers without touching the sides, he laughed, 'Don't worry baby, you'r arse will close up again and be tight for the next guy', and before I could answer there was a distant cough, then another, people were coming towards the sauna and we needed to be quick.When the door was pulled open he sat on the top. ” she uttered sounding shocked.“Refined young ladies are highly sort after, believe me you will be highly prized, slavery for women such as yourself is common place and thought of as a trivial matter. You will attract a lot of attention from the traders as soon as you step off the train.”Although she was sure he was telling the truth, the idea of being approached by a slave trader eager to procure her was maddeningly exciting and she blushed furiously. A fact that was noticed by the young.