Archer had lost track of the days. Whether Sabrina had the arousal circuit activated or not, his body was a nonstop mass of overexcited nerves. He trembled when he walked; even when his c**k was soft it was so sensitive that the head scratching against his loincloth was sensual agony. The couple were lost in a world of s*x and pleasure.
Finally, Sabrina was ready for him. “Remember when I used to be your slave?” she asked one night.
“Of course,” he gasped. She was toying with his c**k.
“I liked it. I liked the way you used me. I liked being subservient to you. Just as I like you belonging to me now. Do you know what I’d like?”
“No. What? I’ll do anything for you, you know that.”
“I do know that, and I love you for it. Here’s what I’d like.” Her fingers crept up his chest to toy and tu
