“What’s your name?” “I’m Rahul.”“Do you want a beer?”“Sure.”He signalled someone to get a beer and another man came and sat on the... other side, with two beers. The second guy was shorter, but taller than me and really muscular with a clean shaved look and he had the first three buttons of his shirt open. No chest hair made me flinch a little, but his skin was a beautiful brown, so I didn’t mind anyway.I felt a hand on my ass as I was offered one of the beers and the two men shared the other one.. "Kneel and place your head at my feet! Kiss them!" ordered the queen."Repeat these words. 'I give you my complete obedience as a slave girl.I ask to be severely punished if I do not obey you.'"Tearfully, gasping, Namesa swore her obedience."Now, kneel and raise your head! Look up at me!"When the girl did so the queen snapped a bronze collar on her neck."This is a sign of your slavery. You will also have your ears piercedand wear the earrings, slave earrings, that I will give you to identifyyou. This was the first time I ever saw this side ofJessica. My chest would later be sore and slightly scratched but at thatmoment all I felt was a deep and powerful animal lust. All I saw was herentranced expression and, of course, those magnificent bright-red nailsdigging into me. The grinding and thrusting changed to an involuntaryspasm as her muscles clenched tight around my penis as she orgasmed. Iexpected her to roll off me and collapse in the glory of her pleasure.Instead, she fell on top of. Just as the Basement, down at the Quay was ‘the place’ to listen to jazz, and the Three Weeds in Balmain was ‘the place’ for folk music, they wanted the Pumphouse to be ‘the place’ for adult contemporary music.It was an interesting transition in musical style for us; Allison had convinced Garry to join us, he would alternate between playing bass and rhythm guitar. So with him, Stewie and Traci, we had grown from the original three-piece group. The first weekend in May had all six of us.