I followed the woman through a series of corridors. Her name was Mrs.Villareal. Since I had no father, she would be the one walking me downthe aisle. ...he was a higher up in the company that had captured me, andshe was in charge of my case specifically. She had dark eyes and a massof dark curls. Today she was wearing a fairly conservative blue suitskirt.I thought about all the things she taught me, from how to coordinateoutfits, to how to do my makeup. She even oversaw the more explicittraining. Please just tell me what I can do for you to get the other 5 blocks." The chief smiled to himself as he knew he had her now. She didn't know how to trade or bluff. She was too innocent to realize what she was offering in exchange for Amazonium."Very well, I'll give you 1 more chance. As I said earlier, I want to increase the size of my tribe. In the morning I will give you a block to let me mate with you. If you become pregnant I will give you a 2nd block. After my egg is delivered, I'll give. So he 'sold' me to be the servant of Thakur ji which was actually a blessing in disguise. They made me work hard but still treated me very well.Then Balwant ji got married and bhabhiji looked after me like a real brother. Then Mahesh was born and I felt so happy. When I was 25, they found an orphan girl for me to marry. Life was so good,I was the servant while she was the cook. I loved her so much.But then tragedy struck, my wife died of tuberculosis and then a few years later, bhabhiji died of. He then pulled his cock from my mouth and layed me on my back. He spread my legs and moved his face to my pussy. He then licked and sucked my pussy till I was screaming and cumming so fast. He looked at me as he licked the cum from his lips and said "Now you will see how a slut gets her pussy fucked. I am going to fuck you so many times you will beg for mercy." Then Jac fucked me again and again. He called me a slut, bitch and whore but kept fucking my tight hole. He kept me in bed all week end.