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Now that we had the house, it was time to acquire the next sex slaves. The most important one would probably be a cook. The cleaning could be done by all slaves for the moment and the other functions were not that urgent we decided. However, as much as we thought about it, we didn’t know any hot girl, that was a cook so we could easily have transformed her into our slave. We would probably have to issue a job advertisement and hope that the right woman masturbating would apply. Therefore, we finally decided on our next slave to be the personal trainer, since there was one clear choice for this role – one of the trainers at my studio, where I had been working out for the last year. My eyes had undressed her not just once during our sessions. She was about 1,65m, well trained but still with the right curves where they Hardcore belonged, a nice amateur round ass and at least C-cup tits. Brown hair and eyes and light brown skin that suggested southern European influence somewhere in her family. All in all she was gorgeous and I had dreamed of doing her so often during our workouts, blowjob always fearing to get a boner. One time it had actually pov happened and I was sure she noticed it, according to the whimsical smile on her face. Since it was a small studio, where only two customers could work out with one trainer at a time, I called up and made an appointment at the last slot for the next day, making sure it would be Sienna who led the training. I figured, I could wait and see if there was a second person for the appointment and then react spontaneously. If it was a guy or an ugly woman I could still send them home with my power. If it was a cute girl – jackpot. The next day we got up, had a nice breakfast prepared by our slave, I had my cock sucked by her and then my wife and I had a relaxing day in pool and sauna, while Kiran continued to get everything settled in according to our wishes. In the evening when it got time, I packed my sports bag and left for my ‘date’ with Sienna. I arrived a little early and just saw the last customer, an old man leave. Upon entering I saw myself confirmed again in my decision to make Sienna my next slave. Once again, she was looking stunning in her tight sports gear, her yoga pants clinging to her body like a second skin, outlining every curve of her perfect ass cheeks and even showing the slightest glimpse of a camel toe. The top she was wearing wasn’t any less intriguing than her pants, showing off an impressive cleavage. I couldn’t believe it, but didn’t want it to stop, but eventually, we did sit back and as we continued to hold hands, there was a pause. Tears streamed down Mira's cheeks as she shook her head, trembling violently in anticipation of the next hit. Cathy moved her mouth around to relieve the ache in her jaw, squatted down below the horse and started rubbing his cock with both hands. Lord knows what Hardcore was going to happen to me that night. Her daddy was the focus of all her attention at home. If either of us had scored with Becky, the other would have been hurt to much to be friends anymore. The answer probably wasn’t as nice as he would have liked, but she gave a resounding yes anyway. “Showtime.” he said pov excitedly. “The petrol station one?” “Did I... interrupt anything.” Damn, you’re a lucky son of a bitch, Steve.” I reach back and grab his cock, massaging it through his jeans. This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because blowjob it is needed for most of my stories. "H-hey," James replied awkwardly. And it wasn't like she was meeting anyone today, she just wanted to get out of masturbating the house. “Listen to me. I’m telling a 12 year-old girl how to masturbate and now she wants me to show her how to do it. There’s a guy behind me. He asks if her can eat her pussy. Staci's body lurched forward from the force, "OH..WOW". It was so quick you barely understood what was happening as amateur the rough ropes cinched tightly against your hands. I would tell her to stop flicking her bean, and for a few minutes, she would. I said some horrible things to you when we broke up, and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't regret that. As though we were equals, and I wasn’t an implanted slave.” "Come on, let's get dressed and see what's up for ourselves."