." You're not my nigger!" Tom shouted angrily. He hated that word."You're my friend. Now tell me."Toby explained his feelings as best he could. "It's ...ard to put itinto words," he said as they arrived home. "You got to be a slaveboy to really understand what it's like to be owned by somebody,Tom, like property. Yes master, no master, all day long."Tom Jackson thought about it all through dinner and on into theevening. He made his decision when Toby went upstairs to prepare hisbath."You can't,". There was a pile of presents on one end of the table.Sherry said, “Happy Birthday, Otterly.”“How’s it feel to be eight?” Alex asked.“Like it felt when I was seven,” Otterly answered.Sherry said, “I made your favorite breakfast.”“Blueberry pancakes?”“You bet,” Sherry said.Otterly sat down at her spot at the table. Unlike most kids, she was more interested in eating than opening her birthday presents. She glanced over at the big package and said, “Let me guess. That’s a robotic dog.”“How did you. Now." Your majesty!" Kianna cried out as her 'owner' attempted to drag her away."Stop!" Alana commanded.The man immediately ceased dragging the girl away, but didn't let go of her, either."Your majesty, she is mine," he replied angrily. "In a fit of jealous rage, she killed my sister who was only trying to help us..." She was having SEX with you!" Kianna cried out, her voice filled with anguish. "And I didn't kill her! It was an accident! And I was just a child!" You were given to me as payment. ”My sister’s hands shot out and grabbed my tits. My face twisted in rapture as she kneaded them. She squeezed my boobs. She dug her fingers into them. I quivered on her cock. I squeezed my cunt down on her digits, reveling in the feel of them. I kneaded her breasts, jiggling them over and over again. They felt so wonderful in my hands.“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped. “Ooh, that’s so good. I love this so much. It’s amazing. I am going to cum so hard. I’m going to explode on your dick. Yes, yes,.