"Jesus Christ, what've they got in here?" he asked. The cage's cover was lifted back, and crouching down to look at her was a middle-aged man with a g...atee."Oh!" he exclaimed. Not disapproving, nor excited, just taken aback. Whoever he was, he seemed genuinely surprised, as if ordering a real live slavegirl had slipped his mind. He looked around the street, then dropped the cover again.Maybe he'd bought her online while he was drunk, she realised. How embarrassing. How pathetic that would be,. With a worried expression on my face, I watched Gabi toss and turn. The volume was off on the monitors, but I could tell she was whimpering and crying.After a few minutes, Gwen woke herself and climbed into bed with her sister. The pair held one another as I sat there feeling helpless. Soon both were breathing rhythmically, each clutching the other in their little arms. It was all I could do to resist going upstairs, but I knew nothing I did would make a difference.A soft knock at the door. Black of hair and eye, the man is pure of spirit: I trust him with my life. He, too, smiled as I approached. ‘A fine one she is, Captain. Her price will be high, and the men will enjoy her spirit.’ A flash of grin brightened his dark countenance. ‘It was…. challenging…. to prepare her for you, Sir. The doctors bathed her, which she did not like. After both had been bitten, they asked me to hold her, this I would not do, as I hope for children some day. Instead I bound her spread and allowed. This sent me on the walls. I arched my waist to send my prick much deeper into her womb.Sonia ground her ass on the rod and grunted like a female animal in heat. The way her rounded ripen chest fruits dangled and swung was a sight of delight. I could not help holding her boobs in my hands and kneading them mercilessly. After a while Sonia got sweetly tired and wanted to rest. She reclined herself on my chest.She was still breathing heavily. She whispered in my ear, `Sir, you spoiled me. You.