How many men did you have?" he asked as his cock got harder in its tiny cage. "Forty, just as instructed. All of them real men with real cocks, I assu...e you. They all raved about the pussy you will no longer have." I replied while waving him away. I know I've said this before but this was the first time I felt like a complete woman, but now I had power and I wasn't going to relinquish it. The outfit Travis left for me was a red corset with black lace trim, it was cupless so my breasts would be. He turned around and I seen it was a man in his early 60s , average height and a bit chubby but still looked good . he starting tying to speak but kept mumbling so I said don't worry I wont say anything and he did look very sexy with the heels . this made him smile and he started talking to me about how he loved the feel of walking about in public with them on and how it turned him on . I told him that it was turning me on but unfortunately I had to get the dog home then he surprised me by. I hate that word. I shouldn’t use it.’ I said, ‘Why do you stay married to that . . . that . . .’ ‘Cocksucker?’ ‘Yes!’ I exclaimed, laughing. ‘Exactly!’ Irene laughed then and suddenly I felt a hundred–a thousand–times better. I said, ‘You are crazy not to leave that bastard, Irene.’ I sensed her shrug. ‘He’s my husband.’ He’s not your whoremaster, I wanted to say. ‘You do believe me when I say I had nothing to do with it. I need you to believe that, Irene.’ ‘I do.’ ‘I didn’t even know. Aaron. " Duck!" I yelled and thrust squarely at the slave woman's nose. She fell straight down, getting scratched by the attacker's blade. I bayoneted him in the upper chest, pinning him to the log wall. I yanked out the blade, stuck him again and left the woman huddled over her dead child. He had not made a sound when I speared him.Between the next two cabins a hefty man in a flapping green coat was wrestling with a large black woman. I kicked the man off of her and cracked him in the back of the.