<strong>Name: Mary Landon </strong><div class="floatright">(http://i893.photobucket.com/albums/ac134/helvorn/Untitled.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Location: Slave Markets<br/>Tag: Fortunus </strong><br/><br/>Mary continued to sigh as Fortunus kissed her.  She arched her long, slender neck and tossed her hair out of the way with a graceful movement of her head to give him better access to her pale flesh.  She could tell that her master was enjoying her and she continued to massage his growing cock with her ass cheeks.  This was such a dream come true for her to be bought by a virile young master who was responding to her work.  "Mmmm... Master..." Mary drew out the words with slow, sensuous promise as she had been taught.  She had had sex in her training of course with men, many men and women but that had been training.  This... well this was real, this was her Master!  "Master I am very well trained since I was very young."<br/><br/>She continued to purr and rub her hands up and down his back and over his shoulders, feeling the muscles and learning how he<div class="floatright">(http://i893.photobucket.com/albums/ac134/helvorn/MiaSollis-soutenir-04.jpg)</div>responded.  Mary had been relentlessly conditioned to not just appreciate the male form but to crave it and her touch bespoke a deep hunger for Fortunus.  Her eyes were half lidded with pleasure and lust as he ran his hand through her soft, flowing hair.  "Master, I have slept with at least a dozen men while I was at the Institute.  They were my trainers and the staff."  She shivered appreciatively at the tone of possessiveness in his voice.  Then she gripped at his manhood with the muscles of her firm butt.  "Master, this slave will not even look at another man or woman."  She pressed her breasts and body against him while her hands kneaded his shoulder muscles.  "Master is young, handsome, virile and commanding.  I could never stray from you.  Please let this slave pleasure you!"<br/><br/>As he gripped her chin she looked up and met his eyes.  Mary's gaze was wide and full of desire and the promise of all the pleasure that resided in her luscious body.  "Mmmmm... master, let my body quench your virginity.  I know I can please you."  Her stomach was nicely rounded with firm muscle underneath a pleasing softness.  Mary gasped when he found her breast and the fingers closed around her nipple.  Her breast was full and well formed although still young and even virginal.  The nipple sprang to hardness immediately under his touch.  Mary had spent the last six years in training 24/7 for this moment and her mind and body responded as a finely oiled machine of sexual response. As an orphan she knew nothing else but a future of pleasing men sexually and in any other way they desired.<br/><br/>"Master, any reward from you would be wonderful.  I would like a collar with your name on it so that everyone knows I am your slave.  Seeing how he loved her breasts she reached behind her and unfastened the bikini top exposing her firm breasts to his hands.  "Master, touch me, play with me, use my breasts.  Can you feel how my nipples yearn for your touch?"  She pressed her breasts into his hands and against his chest, the erect nipples pushing delightfully against him.  Kissing him deeply she ground her body onto his for a moment and then broke free, panting and smiling.  "Master is hard and erect.  You will feel good buried in my mouth or in my cunt."<br/><br/>She reached down and pulled his shirt off over his head.  Running her hands over his chest and stomach she seemed to be memorizing and savouring his masculine lines.  "Would master let this slave sleep with him in his bed?"  There was joy and excitement in her voice.  "None of the girls ever got to sleep all night snuggled to a master.  Then I could awaken you every morning with my lips or pussy."  She wriggled delightfully as she undid the ties on her bottom and was quite nude on his lap.  Her little landing strip of womanly hair was a light red proving she was quite the natural.<br/><br/>Her hands drifted down to his groin as she kissed at his neck and chest.  She licked and nibbled at his nipples even as her hands found the snap and zip of his pants.  Reaching in, she took hold of his masculine scepter and stroked it lightly as she shifted off his lap to knee in from of him.  Her lips trailed down his stomach while she tugged his jeans and underwear off.  Once his cock was free she stroked it lovingly.  "Master your manhood is so delicious.  May I worship it?"