Tandy didn’t look much different than the last time he had seen her. Plastered body, resting in a complicated maze of ropes, metal bars, and weights... bare flesh showing here and there. The only difference was that her casted left foot was lowered slightly. John looked at the mirror placed before her face and saw that her eyes were closed. Her left arm was hanging limply, her motionless fingers almost touching the floor. She was obviously sleeping. He sat on the chair, hoping that it would. When the man finishes, he lets her up. On shaky legs, Melody walks back to the bedroom. While she hasn’t been allowed to wear any clothes for the past few months, she is lucky enough to be able to shower. And this is where she goes next. She climbs into the shower and stands motionless as the fingers of the hot water massages her body, washing away Rick’s scent and the cum that trickles out of her and down her inner thighs. After a long while, she steps out of the shower and glances over at the. As the day progressed into the night, I could not help but notice her long, smooth legs that went up into her short black, leather skirt and her white, silky bloused that wrapped around her slim torso. The visual of her body and smell began to drive me crazy and by the end of the night, I was completely aroused. As she moved in and out of my office I would have to slide my chair into my desk so she would not notice my hard cock trying to poke out of my pants.Minutes later, she comes into my. 8. Power! Being Black and in control involves Power. A Black’s Power oozes from His or her Persona. This Power is like an aphrodisiac to a white. But the Power is something the Black needs to feel and needs to experience or the Black feels repressed or downtrodden. There is nothing like this Power to provide confidence and security. To make the Black Person feel good and to have fun in life. What greater Power can One experience than to have a willing, loyal set of white slaves? Think about the.