One of them handed Helene a set of keys & led them to a Jeep with a canvas top. The boys looked him over not saying a word as Helene led him to the ba...ck.DK saw the sled & gulped. He knew what it was for.Back in the safety of his home back in Denmark he had masterbated reading about how Slave's were strapped to the sleds, their heads forced under the drivers seat where the Women would facesit them as they drove around the Island's.He didn't try to fight it. He lay on the sled, wincing as his. My insides clench and unclench as I brace myself. Ian hesitantly slides into me. I look between my legs that he has splayed wide open and say, “Stop being a little bitch and fuck me!” My words have the desired effect. Ian slams his dick into me. I start to scream. I am so wet that I can hear my vagina squishing with every thrust of his hips. I arch my back off of the machine beneath me as it rocks my body side to side with his cock ramming me. “Who’s the little bitch now?! I wanna hear you say. ‘A CENTRAL location is just what I have in mind!’ It was obvious to me she was not talking about the fundraising event anymore, but Dhara did not catch that as she was still looking at the planning sheet. ‘Central is always good,’ I stated and chuckled a little bit. At this Dhara turned to talk with us and noticed that Damia definitely had a different subject in mind. I thought Damia was going to pounce right then and there. Instead, she looked at the planning sheet and said, ‘Where should we. "I've a mind to place her near my baths, what do you think Sebastien? She was meant to be for the garden but I think maybe it would be a waste to leave her to the birds. Yes, she's beautiful enough to watch over me as my slave girls bath me!"My stone flesh crawled at the though of spending eternity overseeing the baths of this cretin and others like him. But it was the thought of losing my love that made my heart ache as I had never yet felt in my short life."No!" my sweet love cried out.