He just smiled and said I could pick up anyone I like at the bar later.After dinner we went to a bar and had some few shots.We danced slowly as we kis...ed passionately and when we came back to our table, there was another full glass there for me that we had not ordered…I took it and scanned the bar to see where it came from. Then a tall black man nodded to me and I smiled back. I told Victor and he acknowledged him as well. The music was still going on and the black man walked to our table and. But, the cool air was no competition for the mind blowing heat radiating between my thighs.I lifted a leg onto the edge of the tub, to get a deeper hook of my long fingers in my soaking wet cunt. My fingers sank deep inside. A loud slurping sound started echoing in the bathroom as I furiously fingered myself. I felt a thin river running down my thighs to my calves. A sticky puddle had formed at my feet. I closed my eyes again, imagining what it would be like to have that nice young black. Looking into her eyes he could tell that he had successfully taken her down the next step to complete enslavement, where eventually she would grovel not just in fear, or through his hypnotic spell, but in gratitude. The tears trickling down her cheeks showed that he had made cracks in her defensive wall but that he also hadn’t broken her entirely yet. No matter. He didn’t want to break her yet. He savoured the challenge, the long process of enslaving such a beautiful, strong and intelligent. It seemed so obscene that he should do such a thing to her and take pictures of it too, that Tricia started to cry. She felt utterly at Ike's mercy, knowing that he would not hesitate to force her into any weird, degrading position that might strike his fancy."YOU'RE HORRIBLE... JUST HORRIBLE!" she cried out. But the words could just as easily have been directed to herself, she thought. She had not only been unfaithful to her husband... but she had accepted as her lover, her OWN FATHER!Ike's.