Come, you may be naked but I’m still dressed, so be a good slave and help me undress.” I was completely confused. Most women and all the men who b...ought me used me primarily to humiliate me and for cock-and-ball torture, or just fucking me in the ass and making me drink their piss and stuff. I had never yet had an occasion when an owner acted as though I was a servant or a regular slave, instead of a sex-slave. I mentally shrugged it off and decided to act the part, holding a hand out. Shoheli. Pushing on my lower back he got me to stand up, he worked his dick between my legs until his dick was against my balls., I leaned back and he took my phallus standing tall and began slowly stroking me. After a few minutes he pulled from between my legs and lay his phallus between my cheeks, bend please, he said in my ear, He reached down and spread my legs until I was at the right angle. Then slowly, but steadily he eased himself into my inner sanctum. "oooooooohhhhhh yes he breathed as we. "I shrugged with a bit of a grin. "Why do you suppose I enjoy pretending to be your little girl?" I asked with a smile, "There's more to it than you think!" Well, then why do you suppose I enjoy it when you do!?" laughed Samantha, leaning my back onto the floor."I guess we share a few fetishes that we should have discussed previously!" I giggled, giving into to advances."Definitely," she agreed, bringing her legs into a kneeling position, "But isn't the floor a little hard for you?" Kinda," I. I could feel her pubic hair against the bottom of my shaft and my balls. We felt somehow closer than we had ever been before. She put her arms around my neck as I instinctively placed my arms around her shapely waist finally coming to rest on her lovely bottom. Her skin glistened as the water cascaded over our bodies, mesmerised by the sight of the water flowing through the thick channel between her lovely breasts, looking into each other’s eyes, she leaned up to my face and closed her eyes as.