Shout bring guards. Guards whip." But I'm not a slave. I am a free British citizen," she tried to explain.The negress looked at her with contempt, tap...ed the number on her own right shoulder, and replied, "Slave now," turning her back and effectively ending the conversation.For two days the women waited; from time to time some small snatches of desultory conversation came to Helen's ears, but it was all in Arabic. Each evening then the guards came round with bread, cheese, over-cooked and. Though her message was cryptic, it had come with a warning. "Come to Grace's place, two o'clock. Come to the sliding glass doors around back. There's a surprise waiting for you, so don't call or you'll spoil it. Becky. P.S. Don't be early, and don't be late either." William looked at his watch again too. It was one fifteen. Since it was only a twenty minute drive over to Grace's place, he had a few minutes left before he had to leave. He thought about calling Mellissa, but then decided against. Mellykept stroking in and out. We were both moaning. I snuck my hand up totouch my pussy, and I began rubbing over my clit with the flat of my fingers.Melly started to fuck harder and her hands back at my hips were pullingme harder to her with each stroke. I kept bucking back at her. She leanedover my back. Her hands went down to my tits and she started to lightlypinch my nipples. I Groaned loudly as she started to tug at them both.She was milking my tits and fucking my pussy. Her talk started. It would take a moment to back the composure and hopefully the hardness under control before doing so.“Get up girl, or I will give you another six for disobedience.”Standing up Michelle suddenly realised the blouse was not as long as the usual shirts and this left the lower anatomy very much on view and very much pointing up in the air, rather than dangling down. A blush quickly came over as Mr Smith was staring at it with a smirk on his face. Trying to put hands to block it only got a rebuke.