"What... ?" she said non-plussed."Oh Lord," exclaimed Mark. "It must have got out. Quick!"He rushed out of the back door and flung himself to one side... Victoria, hot on his heels, stopped dead in her tracks. There stood Patch, flanked by Jean and Harry, facing her with a huge card round his neck saying "Happy Birthday Mistress Victoria." Her eyes filled with tears and her face contorted with emotion."Oh God!" she whispered. "Patch! My lovely, lovely Patch! I don't believe it."She walked forward. Each strike merciless, and causing her body to jerk twitch and groan, as with a smacking sound that echoed round the room and a loud thwack that had Barry, closing his eyes, his beloved jumped and twitched with the pain. Belly, breasts backside, then belly and backside again all in order. Five times that leather had struck, then came a break of a second or two, while Monty `s eyes came to rest, first on Barry, then his beloved mother, who stood, her aching muscles forgotten, secure, mouth agape. The birth of her son, Edward, made her closer than ever to her new partner. They were well suited to each other and she made sure he never needed to look for other greener pastures in the taking of pleasure.When Edward was old enough, they all traveled back to England where Captain Morgan purchased both her old family estate and the estate of Jeffrey Carstairs. Poor Jeffrey was now a permanent resident of the debtor's prison and used his talents at writing to earn his bread and keep. Captain. “Yes Daddy. I’ve always fantasized about being sold as a slave. It will be so exciting.”Latoya was one of the leader of the girls so the other girls didn’t raise any objections. Their pussies got wet at the thought of being sold as well. The pimps lined the sluts up to take them down stairs to a waiting bus. This hadn’t been a negotiation. One of the sluts wanted to leave the line to pack up some of her favorite clothes. She was met with several hard slaps on her ass and quickly rejoined the.