She again grabbed my hips. She leaned on to my neck and whispered in my ears “You are mine now, from now till eternity. You will wear my name on you... leash, on your body, and on your soul, and today I am going to make sure I etch it well everywhere”. She grabbed my hips and spread my legs even wider as a sign of my submission. She laughed a little, and then I felt the head probing inside of me. With one deep thrust, it completely tore me apart and she was inside me. Another deep thrust and she. If the cunt persists the wife can lie and tell him that the Dom female found out that the black man responsible was carrying a gun and got him arrested on a parole violation and that he going back to prison anyway.In three or four months the wife should have the stupid cunt completely domesticated and can start inviting lovers over for great sex.“My God!” I said to myself. “Chris followed that plan to the letter. That is probably Mistress Joyce’s web site and no doubt she is the one that Chris. My legs were one of my best assets, and I had been told I had a really good ass, but my breasts were quite small. For modeling they might be okay, but they didn't help when it came to attracting men.As I watched the parade of gorgeous girls go by, and saw the number of times the flash went off from the studio in the next room, I was getting more and more convinced that this had been a really bad idea. I was seconds away from picking up my suitcase, forfeiting the money I had paid, and walking. I watched as the Overseer put a collar about each, linked them by a chain and led them onto the patio. They came straight towards me, ringing wet, stumbling with fatigue, hair matted.I recognised the Overseer. It was Miss Ramon, whom I had met on my previous visit. She was darker-haired, tall and broad-shouldered, with sharp but quite attractive features. She recognised me too.“Hello Mr. Belmont,” she said, “nice to see you back.” “Nice to be back,” I replied. I studied the girls more closely..