”, the slave answered. Master then quickly explained to the slave that it would be in its best interest to make it happen and make it happen soon. ... That if it was totally submissive to Master and given its self totally to Him that it would get this done. The slave agreed with what Master said and apologized for its laziness and for not working harder to attain this for Master. He sternly told it once again to make it happen and make it happen soon.The slave knew that this was its new task. " But we can eventually take them to our own beds, right?" Don asked, grinning mischievously at John."Eventually," John said smiling back, "now help me with the tent."The other two agreed with the plan and got to work pitching their tent. It was a rather large tent, in fact, up to five people could comfortably lay in it at one time, and it stood 7 feet tall so standing in it was also an easy task. Despite its size, however, the boys had it up in no time, having several years of family camping. He leaned back some now that his bone was buried all the way in and just started sliding in and out with an increasing rhythm. Cara was loving it, shaking her head of blond hair, pursing her lips with the pleasure of each of Carter’s thrusts and moaning louder and louder with each push he gave. They fucked this way for about five minutes until I suggested we move to the bed.Carter pulled out and we walked to the bedroom with Cara between Carter and me as we held our arms around her shoulders. .soft andlow, incessant and erotic, omg, omgHe continued, "You would be lovely in chiffon, and silk, and you mostcertainly have to wear stockings, maybe I have plans for you, see whatyou get from a seemingly harmless foray into the thrift shop."Then he suddenly stopped, fired up the car, and whisked us to a highrise apt building in the upper financial district, perhaps a residenceof his, but after the elevator ride I found myself standing in highheels, hands on a 25th story window, looking out.