Once she was officially classed as a slave she lost all of her human status and rights and could be bought and sold and trader by whoever owned her. H...r owner was then permitted to use her literally as a slave, working the land almost as an animal, working as a house slave or as a sex slave. There simply were no restrictions on what you could do with your slave, after all she was a slave!Now although this was a slip back in the race for modernity for most African countries it barely registered. She told me that she wanted me tostop at the beauty shop on my way home.She said that if I didn't she would tell all her customers, "You'llnever guess who I saw the other day out driving down my road and whatthey were doing."I told her that I would be there.All she said was, "Don't be late, I expect you by 5:00." She laughedand then said, "You had better tell your wife that you won't be homeuntil late, you might want to warn her that you are going to get yourhair cut and styled too." then she. They were all packed with guys, every single space. Norm would be paying Millie $25,000 for her three nights. Fuck him. He could afford it. I knew he was getting $500 a seat for the tables near the stage, $300 for the rest, and $150 for the bleacher seats--and there were probably five or six hundred guys out there.It was almost eight o'clock, time for the show. Millie and I were in her dressing room, and she was trembling with tension--fear, excitement, and extreme embarrassment. Her favorite. But it had been put into place with too much experience. Her whole body started to prickle, her lungs hurt like hell.But again that feeling started in the lower regions of her body, which had nothing to do with the struggle of her body against her coming death, and it spread like a flame through her young body. Now her convulsions where both of struggle and lust. Her eyes widened until they looked like glittering plates, her tongue pushed forward in the fruitless attempt to burrow through the.