Wes's mob rivals were becoming less happy with him each passing day, but for now everyone was wanting to keep their business disagreements private —...and keep the Feds as far away from their affairs as possible.Under Mr. Adriano DeLuca, loyalty was very much a two way street. It was in a sense a true medieval style fealty, where there was a true partnership between individuals. The master accepted the fealty and promises of duty and loyalty from his men, but in return he had duties and. I had no idea who had bought me, or what kind of slavery lay in wait for me. I shuddered. I was about to meet my first master as a slave always does, naked and on her knees. I found myself wondering how long I would remain a virgin, and how my master would choose to first make use of my body.Waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs was a large, imposing man, a head and shoulders taller than I and with hands that no doubt could have snapped my neck. I felt terribly small, and vulnerable, and. She had decided that I needed to taste cum straight from the cock, so she grabbed the back of my head and I was forced to suck his cock. Mark stuffed his stiff cock into my mouth and I started bobbing my head up and down on his prick.Mark had his hands in my hair and was ramming his young prick in and out of my mouth. My wife had sat back and was watching me suck and lick my first hard cock. I started enjoying the feel of his young hard cock sliding in and out of my mouth and wanted to turn my. Placing his bowie knife under her chin, he forced her to her feet. “Come on,” he said, slapping her on the ass, “out of the van.” Her body shook with sobs, and she could barely respond. “I… I don’t want too… pleeeeaase!” “There, there,” he responded. “It’ll all be over soon enough.” Grabbing her by the hair, he flung her out of the van. She landed roughly, scraping her knee, but she immediately got up and tried to run. Mark caught her easily. It was a fifty yard walk from where Mark had.