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White Slave Tales - Charity Slave Auction

... food and we took showers and went to bed by nine.

I normally wake up when he does in the morning, but I slept right through it on Monday. I didn't wake up until after eight. I got dressed and made coffee. After a couple of cups of coffee I felt more human and I went out and unloaded the camping gear from the trailer. I set the tent up in the back yard to air it out and hung Dale's sleeping back over the clothes line. Mine was unused so I just put it away. I took our bags inside and washed clothes. I didn't have many dirty clothes either, a couple of shorts and tops and two wicked weasels.

The only thing left for Dale to do when he got home was take the car off of the trailer and put it in the garage.

I went to the store and picked up some groceries. Then I went home and put them away and sat around thinking about what I had done this past weekend, and the things that I had done to me. I realized that I had no regrets, none at all.

Dale came home and after supper he took the car off of the trailer and put it away. Then he came in and took a shower and he came out to the kitchen naked and said, "I have been thinking about this weekend all day long. I couldn't concentrate worth a shit. I have never been so horny in my life. Come on bitch, let's fuck."

Dale would never have spoken to me that way before this weekend. He was the nicest, most considerate guy in the world. He didn't sound completely comfortable talking that way, but I liked that he was trying and I ...

... took his hand and as we walked towards the bedroom I said, "Yes master. I have had the same problem. I seem to be turning into a slut, and I like it."

He grinned and said, "Me too."

He nearly tore my clothes off and then he tossed me on the bed and jumped on top of me. He held my hands up over my head and shoved his cock into me roughly and as he fucked me we relived the things that had happened to me this weekend and Christ it was hot! I came over and over and he just kept fucking me, even after he had cum and his cock was soft he still ground it around inside of me and I came one last time. We both knew that it had been the best fuck we had ever had.

I lifted my head off the bed and kissed his chest, and then I licked the salty sweat off of him and moaned passionately as his pubic bone ground against my clit and I came again. I couldn't take anymore after that. I was fucked out. I fell back onto the bed and told him how wonderful he was and thanked him for a very exciting weekend.

He rolled off of me and held me in his arms and said, "It wasn't planned. I had no idea it would go that far. Once I saw how much fun you were having though, it turned me on just as much as it did you."

There was a pause in the conversation while we kissed. Then he said, "I wonder how long it will be before he comes to fuck you? I wonder if he will do it here or take you somewhere."

I had been wondering those same things. Just the thought of it hanging over me was exciting to me. I ...