Rams my rump. You get the idea.“I’d love to wear your collar, too. Maybe even one where you attach and detach a leash to it. I don’t think that ...you quite realize how much I love the idea of being your pleasure slave. Yes, I read the works of John Norman, his novels of Gor. I found the idea of being a kajira, a sex slave, truly delightful. That’s what I really crave from you.“The only thing that kept the Princess Leia slave costume from being hotter was that she had to serve such a slug as Jabba. It was then I was forced to remove my shoes and forced to my knees. It was a very warm day so both of them already had their shirts off. The first guy walked up to me and told me I was to remove the rest of his clothes. I undid his pants but before I could remove them I took off his shoes. I then pulled his pants down then off. He now stood naked in front of me. I was then he told to do the same to his friend. I did as I was told and striped his friend. They both stood naked in front of. After digging around a bit he tossed a container onto it of some kind of lube. “Well, we can’t do it fully dressed, take your shoes off.” I sat down on the bed and did as I was told. “Now your shorts and undies, I want to see your butt.” “What about my shirt?” I asked. “It feels more naughty if we aren’t completely naked so leave it.” he replied. Facing away from him, I nervously lowered them over my hips and let them fall to the floor. “WOW! I can hardly wait to get into THAT! Look at those. I could feel myself building up, almost over the edge. I told him not to stop and I slid my hips up and down, taking every inch of his cock as I worked myself up and down its thick length whilst he persevered at my clit, never letting go. ‘I need to come... I need to...’ Rising up as far as I could in the car, I held myself with just the very tip of him inside me before slamming myself back down and filling my pussy with his thick cock. I only managed about three or four more times like this.