We step back and you lean against a tree. I move my kisses to your neck, licking, running my hands down your body. My pussy tingles with excitement as... you rub me and feel how wet I am. I release your cock and drop to my knees, taking you into my hungry, wet, damp mouth, sliding my tongue over the tip as my lips close around you. Using my tongue in a circling motion, I lick around the head, then spinning my head back and forth to add to your pleasure. I lick, kiss and nibble my way all around. I prayed every night for my escape but it is always neglected, stuck in this fucking hellhole. As girls like me where called “Slaves” we had to please the many clients who came. A guy named Alexander ran the place, oh what a cruel man he was. He would kidnap girls, and sell their bodies to guys, and I was one of them. Alexander ran Slave on Bars, the name of the bar I was in. His father had died recent days, so he was now in charge, but as the manager, he was pretty young and tough, and yet he. She wasn't heavy like his mother or any of her friends, but she still wasn't a woman he would look at twice. In fact, all she really was to him at that moment was an annoyance. Someone who was upsetting his carefully thought out plans."Two minutes to show time." Flashed the image on the screen, replacing the various adds the theater showed while you waited. "Last chance to visit our snack bar." Ok," Thought Jack, putting the woman out of his mind. "Here we go!"It was then that he noticed the. Please choose a place near someone you need to know better."John made a point of inviting each of the two boys to sit beside him. A smile and a nod enticed Gail to sit across from him.The meal was wonderful. The first course was a warm, homemade tomato soup with a crusty baguette. For the second course, the ham was tender and juicy, the vegetables flavourful. Soon, the only sounds were those of hearty appetites being satisfied, with raves heard over and over.The final course was revealed to be.