Often I waited, time was on my side (literally), and I would fulfill their wishes when I found the time was right, and the best souls to use for the c...hildren were available.Now let me tell you of a few people that played a roll in what was to prove to be 'the right man'.In 1935, a young woman was dying in childbirth. She wished that she could give love to the young man named Jim. He was the father of the child she was now losing, along with her own life. I gathered Ann's spirit, and decided to. The greatest turn-on I had experienced prior to being d**gged, was when I went to place some clothes in the wash basket, and there at the top was a pair of white satin panties; the gusset displayed as though placed deliberately, stained slightly off-colour, tantalisingly soiled. Temptation was too much; I did not hesitate and sniffed at the spot where her most womanly scent would be left. My cock stiffened immediately as I inhaled the spicy feminine fragrance; the scent was intoxicating as I. With a glance around to make sure we were alone, Stephanie said loudly, “Welcome Master, your slaves await you.”I slowed down slightly, but decided not to say anything. Kristen squeezed my hand as we walked into the room. It was full of naked people, tightly packed. Ashley stood next to me with the two leashes in her hand. I could hear Stephanie locking the door behind me. There was a little path to a chair on the platform. My two ladies led me towards it and encouraged me to sit.Kristen. Afraid of being cuffed, Aan stepped away and watched Dee struggle with the pain of his cradled arm. He was a large man, broad shouldered and toughened by his former lifestyle. His eyes were blue in contrast to her dark brown ones, in fact, they were as different as any two humans could be, save their eyes were both filled with anxiety and suffering. And, their bodies were both leaner and sun-scorched from their last few days of hardships. She bit her lower lip as she worried about their.