"Spooky noises!" Angela exclaimed as she and Celia headed for the door of the cottage."What WAS that? It sounded like some strange bird or something. ...ould be an owl, I guess. We'll ask Krysta; she'll know," Celia said as she opened the door.The two girls stepped through the door into the dark of the lounge. As Angela fumbled for the light switch Celia pushed the door shut.Before she could turn the light on, Angela felt someone grip her hand, spin her around and pulled her backwards. She. On the other hand her examination by the slave assessor was as degrading as possible. He placed his fingers in Elle’s every orifice, poked and prodded her and had her assume the most humiliating positions while he determined her fair market value. Elle felt that his fingers lingers upon her breast rump and sex far longer than necessary for the man to perform his job. It took all of her willpower to not complain loudly to her prince during her degradation. The slave assessor presented a figure. To the team the pact was merely a means to an end and certainly the end was not something that was spoken of during any meetings.It took months for Rhino Electronics of South Africa to be granted the necessary permits and permissions under World Trade Organization rules to export their products beyond their nation state of South Africa. In their homeland they dominated the market selling their innovative products to a captive clientele but they had ambitions far beyond their borders.. She dropped the towel and lay on top of her bed, she knew what she had done was disgusting but she felt more alive now than she did before it happened. What is more, she knew she would not stop even if she wanted to.Next morning, Bess’s mother called her around seven am, which was unusual for she normally got up at nine. She dragged her still tired and tender body out of her bed and slipped a dressing gown on tying it loosely around her midriff, her 36 C breasts making the gown cling to the.