One day Divnoor entered the room and ripped her bra. Taking her left breast in his hands, he held it up and inspected it closely. Then slapped hard on...it. Then he pulled her breast up roughly and forced the tit into her mouth; and ordered her to hold it in her mouth by biting her nipple for holding it up, and started spanking tit with a ruler and turned the pale white skin of her breast red until he got tired of hitting her. A few tears escaped her eyes. This enraged him so; he once again tied. "If I told you then it wouldn't be a secret, now would it. Ha-Ha." David smirked. "Actually, I am taking you on a ride on my bike, to someplace special."Laylah got a quizzical look on her face. A bike? Ahhh, he must mean his motorcycle, she surmised."Sounds, um, interesting..." Laylah said as she took another sip and stood up to get another cup.Quickly, Davis arose from his seat and took Laylah's cup and refilled it before she had a chance to do it herself."Thanks." Laylah smiled.David sat in. Pradu walked past me without a concern in the world. Not a leave to enter. She looked down at Princess Lavhi and, with her slippered foot, pushed the slave over until she lay on her back. The slaver shook her head, her wavy hair dancing around her head.“Is she good for anything now?” she asked with a sneer to her tone. She was unafraid of being alone in my room surrounded by us. “Besides moaning like a whore.”“Take away her pleasure, and she is very eager to do whatever we want,” Lasla said.. I had married and divorced twice. No children were produced, thankfully. Neither wife managed to get anything from me because I had engineered grounds for divorce, claiming adultery in both cases. The right photo-manipulator and a couple of grand can make some pretty damning evidence.At thirty-four, I was loose and fancy free. My workload had decreased to a level where I only went to the office once or twice a week, leaving the dross of cases to my employees. I could pick and choose the cases I.