"Then what about Clarise?" Sosho asked. "She wears your collar, doesn't she?" Well, yes, but it's not the same thing," he said looking over at the you...ng woman."Why not?" Sosho continued relentlessly. "Are you saving her for someone else? Is she to be your house slave with no joy, no happiness, no belonging?" No, of course not!" he said defensively."Then why won't you accept her? You want her and she wants you. You know that both Nesho and I want this. Why are you being so cruel?" I, ah," he. The longer I stayed locked thehornier I got. She had me sit on a chair in the kitchen. Then sheproduced a pair of steel handcuffs that looked genuine. She told me toplace both hands through rungs in the chair back and handcuffed mywrists together behind the chair. Then at last she unlocked and removedthe belt. I immediately sprung an erection. After a week's confinementwhat do you expect? She left me cuffed to the chair and put the belt inthe kitchen sink, washing it with soap and. “So. As I'm sure your seniors have told you, please strip down.” People hesitated, Mr. Skipper sighed. “This happens every time, it’s ok." He reassured us. "Let’s start slow. How about shirts? Let’s get rid of those.” Hesitantly, we all looked around, I choose to break the ice, I pulled my gray polo over my head. I may be 6 foot 110 pounds, but those pounds are nothing but solid muscle. I heard some quiet gasps, marveling at my abs as they ripped as I sat back down.Melange caught my eye. She. Squeezing down the length of you.... taking you deeper and deeper.... as you played with my breasts and we continued to kiss. I would now sit up a little more as I finally worked my pussy all the way down you, taking all of your cock into me? When I finally have as much of you in me as I can take I would pause for a few minutes and let you feel my muscles milk your cock. I would bend lower to your ears and nibble them... then I would tell you to fuck your slut, and I would start.