All are committed to continue being bred for as long as their old wombs and ovaries will produce healthy black babies, just something about giving the...selves over to the black man. Saturday morning the 4 young, vibrant black men arrive. None will wear any clothes for the next 5 week breeding session. The first couple of days is non-stop love making. All take a break on day 3, too tired and sore. After a week of intense breeding my wife, Tryphaena, asks the other 5 ladies to join her in private. Forcing me to suck their toes and lick their assholes and eat their cunts, she even made me call her mommy.On my first day at my new shit hole trailer looking around at the rusted junk cars and refrigerators littering my (yard) I new this was a mistake. but things were about to get worse.The trailer next to me was even more rusted and fucked up then mine, it was about 6 pm when an old drunk whore steped out the next door trailer and started swiging wiskey from a bottle. she started screaming. He nodded with a wolfish grin and came back to me with the key to unlock the shackle, which chained me to the wall. As we walked across the room he slashed with a switch at my bum which was already sore. We got to the loo and I stood relieving myself stood legs spread over the pan, hand above my head still dripping in all the pee, all the time his hungry eyes on me. When I had finished he told me to wash my face.Was this a sign of kindness or what? The answer came soon enough, He grabbed me by. Regulations or not, it just makes sense.So Jack was all serious like and lets the agent explain. Then a light goes on and his face lights up. “Belinda!” he exclaims.“Jack?” she replies, puts her hand on his shoulder pleading, “Can you help?” Then she leans into him.Now, Jack really didn’t look at me. He didn’t acknowledge me at all. It was sort of like I wasn’t there. I’m not sure why, but I can guess he must have had a thing for her and well, that showed.Right then, this whole thing could have.