"Callie swallowed, "Why would Gary Holmes want to do something like this for us? I thought he hated us?"The children were racing from room to room, lo...king at the new furnishings, and trying everything out. "I think Gary Holmes felt he owed it to you because his Aunt Martha was denied her inheritance." Angie said."So this was all about easing his conscience," Cade grumbled. "I've a good mind to burn it to the ground."Callie looked down. She understood how Cade felt, but the way the house looked. It was shameful, yet at the same time exciting, her pussy soaked with her juices as she imagined Michael watching the video over and over again, masturbating as he watched her expose her body to him. He put the camera on the stump, aiming it at her, the green light still on. She stared back at him, mesmerized as he undressed, her eyes trained on his pants and shorts until his giant cock reared up, hard and naked. Her eyes were trained on his hand as it stroked it, watching it grown even larger.. She lifted her hips and pulled her knees back to try to give me better access to everything. At one point she called out "oh fuck that's good. You dirty little shit. You perverted little fucker. God I love you. I wish you really were my boy. I want you to lick me every day, just like this." I focused on her asshole for a little bit as that seemed to be what she wanted. She stuck two fingers in her now neglected pussy and banged herself. The sloppy squelching sound was a real turn on. I could. I show it to people that want your contract when I'm done. So far I've had offers from the farm boys, Nigeria, Saudia Arabia, Russia, China, Iran, and for some odd reason - Canada. Again, you'll have to beg me for it, though. You have to surrender your freedom if you want real slavery." Do I get to choose my destination?" I asked as I looked over the cameras, searching for a way to turn one on."No, whore. I choose. You only get to choose whether or not to have your contract sold, you sign some.