‘I told you to wear shorts,’ David muttered, but then let his hand mold around my thigh. I didn’t meet his eyes, but I knew he was staring. His ...warm fingertips were tracing odd patterns on my exposed skin and making me shiver. ‘Stop trying to peek at me,’ I snatched back the edge and dragged myself into a standing position. As soon as I stood, however, I felt the pain. David leapt into action immediately, and when I stumbled, let me fall against his chest. ‘I think…we have to go back to your. Many of the slaves still struggle and cry, but most have reconciled themselves to the treatment and some even enjoy it including myself. Yes we was slaves inprisoned for others sexual pleasures but we was fed well and kept clean unlike the slaves who worked the land or in servants quarters. Today is a sunny and very warm day, the slaves where allowed to sit on a roof top terrace to enjoy the weather, as we sat there the tall dark beautiful figure of our mistress appeared with her personal. I drifted off to sleep only to be awaken about four in the morning by Daryl sticking his rigid cock in my wet butt hole. Daryl had slipped his arms and hands under my tied up arms and was gripping on to my shoulders and slamming his body into mine with great force. With each plunge he would sink another inch or two into my restrained body. I begged and pleaded with him to be cautious and not to hurt me, this only seemed to encouraged him to try and ram harder into my butt. At least he did. I grab your arms and pull you to me. You wrap your legs around me as I lift you from the table. I pump you up and down onto my cock as I stand in the middle of the kitchen. I can feel your nails digging into my back as another orgasm surges through you.”FUUUUUCCCCCK!!” I let you rest a bit, clinging to me, panting and out of breath Your sweaty and lovely. “I love you very much” I whisper in her ear as I start you bobbing on my cock again. “This pussy is mine and I’m going to prove it.