He’d had the basics of the slave-owner relationship explained to him, and he knew in theory that every save he played with wanted desperately to please him, and that all their cries and shrieks of pleasure were utterly genuine. He was even getting more like a Slaveworld owner would be, more dominant and less desperate, more teasing and less urgent; more cruel and less rough, she thought. Tamil sex Peaches gasped, and Jem felt his cock straining against his trousers. In the time since, though, Jem had divided his time between the mission he was supposed to have, teaching Peaches her ‘kid slang’ and practicing it with her, and, of course, putting her to every sexual use he could imagine.
