If she were discovered, the best she could hope for is getting fired and being blacklisted. The worst case is that she would be prosecuted.At her home... Muhammad used his phone and speed-dialed a number. He spoke briefly in Arabic, then handed her the phone. Tony seemed elated to hear her voice. “Why are you calling? How did you know I was here? I thought you left me. I’m a hostage.”“I know that.”Muhammad said sharply, “No more.” He broke the connection, and quickly left her house.The next. Carried by four more slave girls, also gold-lacquered and gold-booted. The reclining Princess wore a Grecian-style gown of purple and white and upon her raven-black hair was set a tiara which glittered with diamonds and rubies. The cortege was completed by four more giant Nubians. It was, indeed, a scene of barbaric Oriental splendour out of the past and Belle was aware of it. Aware, too, of her base lowliness as a slave. Those golden beauties who passed before her must be of a far higher. Her hands began moving faster as the desire for Master Paul grew. Her left hand slid and two of her fingers made their way into her pussy. Deeply she pushed them in, feeling her walls throb, wanting her Master’s cock. Her right hand continued teasing her clit. Her body began to shake, legs thrashing about. Isabella’s body tensed up and she released a long, low moan as she came. She lay on the couch for a few moments, catching her breath. Her mind still wandering to thoughts of Master Paul and. I was sucking the head of his cock with shaft pulled down. It was a strange smell & taste. I should say I did not like it but don’t want to stop what I was doing either. I started sucking the full length now which he too was enjoying with moans. A little over 5 minutes like this and he suddenly pushed me away and sprayed his cum over floor. We did not speak a word after that and we slept.The next day morning was very embarrassing for both of us. We did not speak a word to each other and did not.