’ And you would be wrong. Jon was the ultimate in patience and technique and I would reach an orgasm several times during our lovemaking. They were ...always pleasurable, and they took some effort on Jon’s part to give me, but he would do whatever it took to get me to climax, and then he would have his moment with me, usually in the missionary position, but not always. There were times when he would ask for something different and I would most always accommodate him. Looking back, I think he. There I was, with three other slaves -one dressed as a harem girl, another as a cheerleader, the third in a mini bridal dress, and me in my frilly little girl party dress - ready to be auctioned off to the highest bidder to be used as their "toy" for the evening.Mistress Victoria introduced a tall, extremely muscular man as the slave master. As the audience quieted down, the slave master began instructing the audience on the rules of the auction. "Ladies and gentlemen," he intoned, "as you. They then laid me on the ottoman and one cock went in my ass, one in my pussy and one in my throat and they were off and fucking. Sometimes there was one fucking me, then two, then three. I was really beginning to like ass fucking and the double and triple penetration was bring me to multiple and long climaxes. All three shot there loads down my throat and they then took me up to the bridge and the black captain gave me an ass fucking, he was good looking and had a big cock. I never dreamed of. ”He did so and she sat astride his knees before attacking him. He held her to him but then loosened his hold so that they could kiss. That went on for some while.Eventually they prised themselves apart and gazed into each other’s eyes for a full half minute before gently kissing again.“Right, young man,” said Grace, the twinkle back in her eyes. “Study time. Off you go and collect your books.”“I’ll help you with the washing up first.”“No you won’t. Get your priorities right. Anyway it’ll only.