“Your sister’s had it across her tits... and her bottom. She didn’t like it. Probably you heard that?”She shook her head slowly from side to s...de, great heaving sobs jetting from her open mouth. “Well?” I enquired.There was a long pause; her blonde head drooped. Then she nodded once or twice and, with a kind of exultation, I realized she had surrendered. The one I had thought would resist longer (indeed, in a way, had hoped would) had caved in the more quickly.“Sensible girl,” I cooed, feeling. I was the maitron of honour & under my tight fitting dress I work no underwear, something i had planned to make sure Steve became aware of a little later. At the reception i waited for my moment, mum was dancing with an old flame, most of the guests were up chatting or dancing, Steve excused himself & went to the bathroom. I followed slyly & as the door closed behind him I waited for a moment & followed him in. He had enetered a cubicle & closed the door. I locked the main door from the inside. Although he had given me permission to look, I was still quite nervous.I rubbed his bulge through his boxers. I could feel the ridges on its surface formed by the blood rushing through his veins. His heart was beating quickly. I could feel it on my fingertips. Instead of pushing down his boxers, I pushed his bulge upward. It rose like a monster in his boxers. It kept rising until it was fully erect. It lifted the top of his boxers away from his body.I gasped as I got my first look at his huge. The only case waiting for Nallen’s attention was a serious matter indeed. Larurus Petroux had raped a slave -not his own - and left her nearly dead. Betian law may provide slaves few - if any - protections against their lawful master or mistress but that is not the case concerning others. Rather the master has the entire weight of law behind them when it comes to protecting their property, investment, in many cases simply a different family arrangement.The slave in question, a woman named.