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covered his hairy chest or the fact that his erect penis was jutting up from his leather pants. She had seen quite a bit of it when she was forced to watch the kinky orgy earlier, but now it was right in front of her face and it seemed larger for some reason. Dana tried to relax and prepare herself to speak to him, but she was so scared. She tried to remind herself that she had no choice, but it did not help much since a small part of her felt a strange attraction to her captor.
    “Rise up and look at me girl,” Avery said, his tone steady but assertive.
    Dana lifted herself up off her hands to kneel facing him, feeling a new shiver down her spine when the cold chain hanging from her collar rested right inside her cleavage. The chains connecting it to her wrists were pulled under her tits as she clasped her hands in front of her belly. She turned her gaze up to Avery’s face and saw him smiling benignly at her, easing her fears just a bit.
    “Mei tells me that you wish to willingly submit to me, is that true?” he asked her.
    “Yes Master.”
    “You accept your fate and know there is no escape?”
    “Yes Master,” that much she knew was true.
    “Will you promise to do my bidding no matter what I ask?”
    “I promise Master,” Dana replied, hoping she had the strength to keep that promise or the fortitude to deal with the consequences if she could not.
    “Use you hands to lift your tits so I may see them more clearly.”
    Dana hesitated for a moment, shocked by his request, but then she slowly lifted her hands, cupped them under her breasts, and lifted them up as if serving them to Avery.
    “Now shuffle forward and wrap them around my cock,” Avery said, opening his legs wide to make room for her.
    Again she was caught off guard, but she found herself moving forward without a thought. She gently pulled her orbs of flesh apart until his cock nestled against the chain inside her cleavage, and then she pushed them together. The first feel of his cock against her flesh sent new tremors of pleasure through her. Her fear started to fade as her curiosity and desire began to grow.
    “It feel good doesn’t it slave?” Avery asked, his tone a bit condescending this time.
    “Yes Master,” Dana replied with total sincerity.
    “Have you ever tasted a man’ cock slave?”
    “No Master,” she replied, with a new fear to face now.
    “It is high time that you did. You may release your grip on your tits and take my cock in your hands.” She did as she was told, almost eager to feel his hot shaft with her hands, it surprised her how hard and yet soft it was at the same time. When she had her hands wrapped around it he said, “You will take the head into your mouth and lick it, do anything stupid and you will regret it.”
    She knew he meant it and she slowly lowered her head toward the tip of his rod, jutting out from her clasped hands. She noticed how her pussy was now drenched and tingling, as if it was eager to have its turn with Avery’s cock. When her lips touched it she felt a rush of adrenaline and as she started to pull it into her mouth and lap at it with her tongue, something about it felt nice. Her nerves were frayed but her libido was starting to assert itself, driving her onward.
    He allowed her to suckle his cock head for a few minutes, noticing how her initial reluctance faded and her tongue became more fluid with its task. He suspected she would make a fine slave and this was a good start, she had accepted the inevitability of her situation and was making the best of it. After he could tell she was immersed in her undertaking, he said, “Now rise up and tell me where you would like me to put it next.”
    Dana lifted her mouth off his member, but she could still taste the muskiness of it and the goo that had oozed from the tiny opening in its tip. She looked up at him and said, “Please put it inside my…sex…Master,” unable to bring herself to use a crude term.
    Avery laughed and said, “Your