"Sandra stood up, and everyone noticed that she suddenly looked a little worried about something. Sandra looked at the woman and asked, "Do I need to ...ake my things with me?" Um ... Maybe some of your classmates could take care of them?" the woman asked suggestively.Sandra turned around and before she could ask Frederik about it, he already answered, "Don't worry. I'll take care of your things." Yeah, me too," Charles added."Thanks," Sandra sighed. She could see how Frederik looked at her with. “Both of you, strip.” He commanded, easing himself into one of his chairs.I tried to resist, but I knew that this act was all that was between me and another cock whipping, or worse.Soon we both stood in front of Black, our birthday suits all red from shame.“Get him hard.” Commanded black.“Erm…I already am.” Mumbled Ben. I looked over. He had indeed almost doubled in length; I might be looking at three inches easy.“Then suck him.” Said Black, pouring himself some wine.I sunk to my knees before. It turned out that many of the transactions had taken place when I wasn’t even home. I had been out of the country on the date of several and I could see Ms. Atkins starting to believe in me.“Mr. Cavanaugh, who knows your passwords?” she asked.“Kelly knows the password on my computer,” I said. “The IT people at work would know my business passwords, as well as my supervisors. They wouldn’t know my home password.”“Would Kelly know your business passwords?” she asked.I shook my head. “No, I don’t. I also learned that the men had over heard the camel drovers speaking from time to time about the wealth that Barak expected to gain by selling the skins and furs along with the people at the market in Stone Lodge.While the sight of the skins and furs impressed me, for I knew from my other memories that they constituted a small fortune, it was the food that we unpacked that excited me to no end. Barak had provided well for himself and his men. While the slaves had eaten a thin porridge made.