“loreena, you disappoint me,” I told her. “My slaves don’t scream unless told to do so.” I could hear Abdul chuckling from Dubai. I whipped ...er another fourteen times before my arm needed a break. “Sixty left. Who’s next?” “I’ll take a turn,” Karl offered. Lorne came over. “I’m after him.” Lorne staked his spot. Garrett was one of the biggest guys I had ever known. His mother had been Kenyan, and his skin was that rich ebony of true African lineage. His voice was an avalanche rumble as he. I couldn't help but wiggle around even more as the feeling ofthe satin sliding across my body became truly unresistant torture."Ah it looks like that enema filled with Mdma is doing it's job. You seeslut I like my trainee's completely mind broken before I even start theiractual training. Between the frustration of not being able to get hardand the amplified body sensations from the Ecstasy it usually doesn'ttake long, maybe a week at most before their minds shatter. A week istoo long it. I leave it that way and give a little pressure back. With a vague smile, he confirms our understanding of the physical contact when the intercom announces our station. On the escalator I ask him if he wants to have a drink with me. He takes a peak at his watch. 'I just missed my bus, so that seems like a tight plan,' he says. 'It's about time we know each other's names,' I explain my outstretched hand. 'Indeed, Stephon, nice to meet you and thanks for your help.'In the cafe we sit next to each. Finally she stepped back through the doors to the outer room. George had his back to her while he listened to the music he had tuned to. Some type of soft dance music not the usual type she liked to listen to but it fit the mood and what she was wearing.He must have heard her enter the room for he turned and looked at her. Before she could ask what he thought of her in that outfit the look on his face answered her question. There was open admiration as well as desire. As a pained look crossed.