1. OffWorld Slave Girl - Chapter 7


    Date: 9/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Reddead2010, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    done well Mistress Theresa.” She giggled. When we had initially walked into the bungalow I had put my arm lightly on her back to guide me. This time she had not shied away. So now out in the garden I let my hand again slowly drift down her back, eventually letting it rest at the top of her ass. I asked her about whether she had had any input into the look of the place, and she started to tell me all about the construction, and then how she had got involved in the decoration and all the tiny details of the bungalows and the villa. As she did so, I let my hand drop further to fully cover her ass cheek. Again she made no move to slow my advance, so I gripped her ass harder. Still she chatted away. I assumed now she was out of sight of her husband she was happy to flirt a little with a prospective client of their business. I began to caress and grope her lovely ass more urgently. She smiled and led me back into the bungalow and through to the bedroom. It had a very large bed, and an en-suite bathroom. My hand never left her ass. I was getting a semi-hard on. Theresa continued to talk about all the work she had put in designing the interior of the bungalows. I was more interested in getting to know her ass. I slowly worked my index finger between her ass cheeks, down between her legs and began rubbing her pussy mound through her panties. “Oh you have got wandering hands, haven’t you sir?” she giggled, finally acknowledging the fact I had been feeling her up the past few minutes. ...
    “Well you can’t blame me,” I told her, “You have a lovely ass dear.” “Thank you sir,” she blushed. Theresa turned to face me, which meant I could get my other hand on her ass too, pulling her in closer. This afforded me a glimpse down her blouse. “And great tits too,” I grinned, as she pressed them up against me. I leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips, which she allowed for a second, then pulled back. “Bad boy,” she giggled, giving my semi erect cock a quick squeeze through my trousers, “Come on sir, let’s go find you a nice young lady to fuck, shall we?” She started to lead me back out of the bungalow. I got the sense that Theresa perhaps used to be a pleasure-slave, and maybe Richard had bought her, given her her freedom so they could marry. Now she was running a pleasure-slave business the best way she knew how, and flirting like crazy with the clients, as long as her husband wasn’t watching. I would have quite liked to have fucked her; sadly Theresa’s married ass wasn’t up for purchase. But she was going to take me to some that were. However I still kept my hand all over ass as we walked outside, and back across the pool area. We went back inside the large villa, and up one floor and into a very large viewing room. There were large sofas facing an enormous glass panel, behind which sat maybe seventy or so women. They sat across three stepped levels, so that the women further back weren’t hidden by those at the front. More women arrived in the ‘goldfish bowl’ ...
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