Mehmet took his seat on a large padded wing chair while Ahmet deposited Peter on the floor in front of him. At least he was more comfortable in this ...oom as the floor was covered from wall to wall in several layers of rich Turkish carpets.?So? Mehmet began, ?you must be wondering what has happened to you.? Peter was instructed to listen carefully as his situation would only be explained to him once. ? I have decided to take you as my concubine, and my slave. I have looked for a very long. I maneuvered my arm under her, and down to her cloth covered pussy. I began to massage it only to have her roll onto her back, forcing me to free my arm. I looked down at her body in the moonlight through the window, and swept aside her panties with my finger. Just looking at her pussy made my cock throb. I needed her bad, but I didn't make a move. I just stared at it for a moment. I moved back up and kissed her neck softly and as I did, I slowly pulled loose her other bra strap, and pulled. Jim would from time to time join Jacob on the porch or in riding the range but he mostly tried to spend his time with the other hands — and on keeping an eye on the ones who came with him.They were all good boys, he thought, but money can turn a man's head pretty easily. Jim had sent two of the gun hands packing before they even unpacked.He told each man the same thing: Jacob had decided that anyone Jim was unfamiliar with had to go but they would be welcome to return after the gambler was. He waved it in her face, playfully cutting off bits of her hair. “You gonna push my hand away baby? Gonna push me off you before I snippy snippy your little dress? come on gal. Try. Wriggle out from under me. I might stop if you succeed.”Despite her fatigue, her weakness, her thirst, her knowledge that struggling was futile. She fought. She grunted. She willed her body to be strong. To break free.He just laughed. Her writhing made him horny. That’s all it did.“No progress? No go? Poor little.