"Master told me not to go back, Sir,” she said.Sonya had never been collared. It seemed she was bought and sold on a slave market. It was her choice..., but Sonya never expected to be sold to such a sadistic Master.When she’d finished her story, Sonya was in a horrible state. I decided to finish this matter later, but I didn't need to hear any more. I asked her to stand and remove the T-shirt. I examined Sonya's bruised body and then told her to dress. I sat her on my bed and told her to stay. Bob reached down and gently parted her labia and indicated with his head for me to go down on her. I hesitated for a moment not sure. He bent over, kissed me, then whispered in my ear that I and Susan would love it, trust him. I did, and I DID! Her vagina was moist, the firelight dancing in her silky moistness. Her smell was at once strange and intoxicating. She smelled of the sea, like me but different somehow. I've tasted myself many times and not found the experience particularly enjoyable,. In the exact same spot.“I can’t believe I’ve known you for two years and you never told me who you are!” she said. “Oh, I can’t believe the man I’m going to marry is also my favorite author.”Me: “Marry?”Christy: “Wait until you read his third book, Beth, I found it when I hacked into his publisher’s computers and it is the best one yet.”Beth: “He has a third book? Oh God, Christy, you’ve got to let me read it.”Me: “Marry?”Beth: “I can’t believe it. Wow! This changes everything! I’d planned that. He dropped to his knees, still straddling, balls resting on her cum splattered tits, cock aimed at her face.Eruption with an amplified exclamation as two more popped simultaneously. Hubby felt some splash hit his ass and back on the way to the sluts belly and cunt. Another cup of cum on the dirty girl! He rubbed the swollen head of his cock across her lips and squeezed a shot of precum for her palate. She gobbled it up, being the little slut she was, and let out a long “MMMMMMmmmmmm””! She was.