But new ones took their place. The black girl couldn't be happier.When the day of the auction finally arrived, Thomas seemed to be everywhere at once....He was getting the panel van rented, and the caterer set up at the hall.He was working to make his slave look as good as humanly possible. He left most of it up to Mistress Constance, who he brought in for the final preparations, but still checked in periodically and added his input.The slave had never felt so pampered in her life. She got. "Are you listening now?"She giggled again, and was rewarded with several more stinging blows to her ass that turned her laugh into a gasp of pleasure."Well?" he demanded."Yes!" she finally squeaked."You want to play games you little slut?"SLAP. The crop bit into her."Then we'll play by my rules."SLAP"Listen closely little slut." He leaned down over her and brought his mouth close to her ear. Calling her that turned her on and he knew it. "Here are the rules: I am going to fuck you, however I. “Two out of three. I have the what and the where.”“No who?” she asked.“Nah, not right now, I’m too busy with the new job and everything.” he said. “My last who ended months ago. I’m currently who-less.”Bernie laughed and paid the lunch tab. They went back to work and sold a new account that afternoon. At the end of the day Jayden watched Bernie drive off and thought about that little sparkly wink in her eye. He had a brief thought about Who’s Who and then instantly put it out of his. "Mom, this is really the way to live. I can't believe we're like this but I want you to know that you've made your son a very happy guy."She slid her hands under her breasts and lifted them, saying, "Anything to help my horny boy be happy." Anything, you really mean, anything?" I asked as I took a stroke or two."Um, maybe I need to rephrase that. How about anything I can do with my boobs to make you happy."Well, it was better than nothing, wasn't it?"Can you just dress like this from now on,.