..to our wedding...” I wanted to throw up.Anton gave me one last kiss; I tried hard not to vomit.The tears came the moment Anton left. I had bought ...myself at most a month. A month to spend with Willoweyes before I had to go to Anton's bed and be his wife. I would never see my friend again. I would never ride on her back or make crowns of flowers in the forest. Every day, I would stare at the forest and know that my lost innocence had driven us apart.It wasn't fair.Tears burned my eyes. I ran. Alrik pulled the leg closer to the one still attached to the display block, the guard unlocked her left ankle, and Alrik quickly locked in with the other anklet of the hobble, in spite of the slave's resistance.At this point, Alrik was concerned he would need to use a leash. However, the wretched slave's neck was already bruised up, no doubt from her masters pulling hard on leashes before. He locked chain snugly around the smallest portion of her curved waist. As he was doing so, it was sadly. You remove the scarf from my wrists , then the ropes from my ankles and help me to sit up on the edge of the bed. ‘What do you want me to do’, I ask weak with desire. You come to stand before me. You take my face in your hands and pull me toward your tantalizing cock that I want to taste so very much. You tell me gruffly, ‘Suck it, slave. Make your master feel good’. I am a good slave and take your engorged cock into my mouth and begin to suck on it. I run my tongue around the head and nibble. And it always ended with me telling him a flat no.Seems that both Mike and Eddie were raised by Mike’s mom in North Carolina and they were more brothers than childhood friends. When they were teenagers they had had sex with a few girls together. But I felt I was not going to be just like those other girls. Eventually, Mike, his mom, and his sister came to NYC.Every time he could, Mike would describe in minute details what they did to each girl. He would tell me all this when we were having sex..