The question is, how daring or promiscuous would you be? What would spur you on, and what would hold you back?"I winked at Stacy.Melissa said, "That's... hard to answer. I'd only be in that environment if I wanted to party, but I can do that without sex, and I don't do drugs and I'm not much of a drinker. Having been with the neighborhood group, I know what fun it can be having sex with a small group of guys and a few girls. It's arousing and erotic, but all of us care about each other. I'd like. Finally, she looked up at me."How does the sex slave thing work?" If I'm right, and you use your gifts to do your job well, I think that when you're not working, you could pursue your passions, by giving up control. You would decide when you wanted or needed it, and I will be there to fulfill your wishes." Do you really think I could do it? Make all those decisions I mean," she asked."Absolutely! Especially with Catherine and me there to help you. But the question is, do you?" I don't know.. I have kept it for thelast while as a sort of repentance and forced celibacy. I am repenting forbeing a bad slave and for the same reason was celibate but now that has cometo an end. I want to get some release.Within seconds of walking out of the room, the touch of warm hands caressingmy legs are starting an uncontrolled reaction from me. I take a stroll aroundand revel in the overwhelming sense of sex that wraps itself around me likea warm glove.I wander into the "dark area" of the club and. I sucked his cock hungrily as he moved his tongue in and out of me, fucking my pussy with it as he fondled my ass with his hands. I was on the verge of orgasm when I felt a hand on my shoulder shaking me. As I came out of my dream, I could hear David’s voice whispering “Are you okay? You were moaning in your sleep.” I could tell that he was concerned but that didn’t ease the frustration I was feeling from being brought right to the edge of cumming and then being stopped. My pussy was soaking.