"Sure, why not," he agreed, which triggered an expectant grin from the revolting pirate. "Ey, that's not fair, why is Cor going first? He was not part...of the boarding party!" Yankinn complained. "Calm down Chinky Eyes that bitch has enough fucking in her for all of us. Now get that prize in tow like the boss has ordered. I will try, that I don't stretch her holes too much in the meantime," Cor shot back maliciously. Yankinn clenched his fist, but before the situation could escalate any further. Then it happened, her mom came back with a security guard. I tried to leave but he grabbed my arm and escorted me to the office. When we got there he took my camera and started looking at the pictures I took, he told me to take off my jacket, and when I hesitated he became more forceful, as I took off my coat he just stared at me, I was wearing a white T-shirt and it was extremely noticeable that I too was wearing a bra. He called the local police and I was taken to the station.The next thing I. "But I am not going to have time to train her and provide food both. I want you to do it. You know my needs and how I expect my slaves to behave. She is your responsibility for however long it takes. I don't want you to spare any punishment just because she might be older and slow. If you must whip her continuously to force her to obey then just do it."I looked down. Kimberly was sneaking apprehensive glances up at me. But she had continued her subservient licking. Her parted lips were ringed. The back door was locked. Two vehicles parked in the rear had Tribal ID stickers in their windows and official decals on their doors. He jotted down the license plate numbers. Working his way up the other side, he found the same situation: all windows locked, shades drawn tight. It wasn't possible to see into the building from any location along the outside."Nothing. I got plates on two vehicles out back." No answer to their telephones. I could hear one ringing inside. Nothing on their.