I could still see down into the dark crevice of her breasts as she climbed on top of me and sat in my lap with a knee on either side of me. Facing me,... she undid a second button of my shirt and brought her mouth down to softly blow her warm breath down the side of my face and down my neck. The warm sensation sent a shiver of arousal down my spine and I took a deep breath to focus the last shreds of my thoughts.Pulling her strapless dress down, she pulled my head in between her breasts. My face. ” I lifted the blanket saying she come under it to stay warm and we could keep talking. As she was getting onto the lounge her left nipple touched the back of my hand making her jump. I asked if she was alright and was told that her nipple were extremely sensitive and touching my hand had excited her and made her jump. In all this time I was feeling sorry for the way she was being treated and told her I thought Geoff had made it very difficult for her to get sexual enjoyment/ relief in her. He gave a nod."Awhile ago." I don't like it."He glanced again, seeing the brief flash of sunlight hitting metal. The leather clad bandits watching them had been replaced by copper armored soldiers, pikes the length of a human held in their clawed hand. This ... was bad. Not for them, perhaps. It meant, after all, the overgrown wagon trail was taking them closer to whatever Watu civilization looked like. No, it was his homeland for which this could mean trouble. Were the bandits NOT the rogue. He was dressed in blue; he looked to be about thirteen. He looked at the nine year old quizzically as he entered the room.“The master has given this boy, Jessie, special privileges, he is one of the Masters” the white-collar slave boy muttered.“Master” the thirteen year old bowed his head, not looking in the boy’s eyes, even though he was much taller than Jessie, he focused on the boy’s feet alone. “Standard Bath?”“Yes” the nine year old replied.They stripped the boy to his underwear, and then.