"Hands on your head! No point being shy!"Her eyes dropped to my erection poking out of her underwear."Go and fetch my hairbrush from my dresser, you n...ughty boy, and no rummaging through my underwear drawer on the way, or it will go worse for your bottom!"I scurried off, terribly conscious of her eyes on my be-G-stringed backside. I crept into her room and picked up her heavy wooden hairbrush, slapping its oval back into my palm. Holy shit it was solid! A worm of fear mingled with my heady mix. They are then led to two footstools, where they were ordered to assume the position for inspection. He got up and addressee them. "I have just bought you both on the slave market. You are lucky to be my sex slaves! You could be in the field working or in a dirty factory; instead, you are here in this comfortable house. I bought you both, for one reason only and that's for my personal sexual satisfaction! When I want to get fucked you will submit your bodies totally every time and you will put. When my tongue licked over her clit, she moned a little louder than she had been moning, then I went to flicking my tongue over her clit and sucking it before going back down to her pussy hole and sticking my tongue in her hole as far as I could.I licked and sucked on her clit and tongue fucked her a few times till she put her hands on the back of my head to keep me on her clit, while she bounced her hips up and down on the bed and I reached a hand up and cupped a tit and gave it a lite pinch. I have lived through many nights when I would think that people offered mercy to rabid dogs and hoped that my children would even show as much mercy on their father who was dying all alone in his empty house, but after some time even that hope faded. I remember, my father took my face in his hand on his deathbed and told me that he knew that his values, his thoughts would live on in this world till such time as I walked the earth and that gave him a shot at immortality because these same values.