"How does that poor woman in the cage look to be doing, Annie?" She's such a big girl, Jo. It must be bloody awful for her in there. It won't be so ba...d for me when my turn comes, because I'm so small, but that poor thing must be going through the most awful torture. Can't we do something for her?"Joanne was silent for a while."I think we should wait, Annie. If they are bringing any more prisoners over, we should wait until they arrive. If nothing happens after a week, then we move in. Let's. Just to be sure you open it again. It is empty. You have no choice now.Out of the corner of your eye you spot the headlights on a car moving down the road in your direction. In just a few seconds it will be close enough that whoever is inside will be clearly able to see you standing there on the porch. You yelp and grab for the door handle. It doesn't move. You almost panic until you remember another line from the instructions. "Say out loud 'Master, may your Slut come in to play?'" Quickly you. I wondered how he felt about doing this with me. It couldn't have been an act, not all of it. Valentine moved his hands along my back, murmuring in my ear and tickling me with his tongue and lips. His every touch felt like magic and it wasn't long before my lips found his for a real kiss.I pushed my tongue into Valentine's mouth, trying to be gentle, to treat him like the beautiful, delicate man he was. I brought my hands down his spine, feeling the curve of his back, down to his pert round. At either shoulder a powerful leg, soft with fur, tickled my skin. I leaned left and my lips found the firm muscle of a thigh, hairy yet soft. I kissed it and my heart raced. The hair stroked my face and I shook my head from side to side with my eyes closed, enjoying the sensation on my nose and cheeks and the scent of the leg. I was so aroused I trembled. I reached forward and my hands found the calves and more soft fur. I ran my hands so gently up and down those legs, along the curve of the.