While she was not at climax yet, the sensory overload had brought her very close and she teetered on the edge. Sex Being a sex slave wasn’t all bad, and even with all the pain, there was pleasure that was more than she could have ever hoped for in her wildest dreams. She could hear muffled talking of a sizeable sounding crowd and she grew more apprehensive with each step. Her master whispered in her ear “Tonight will be very hard on you my love, but it’s nothing you can’t handle. He picked up the phone and called down to the slave kennels. Amethyst heard Karl’s booming voice “Everyone, take your seats! She sobbed as she was carried out in the crate, thinking she would never see him again. He slammed the door shut, kicked the side of the crate, and walked into the other room and called the pilot to have her sent back. He picked up the phone and called down to the slave kennels.
