I am raking her bare back with my uncut nails – the minging slut craves that. Every time I run my nails hard along her pallid flesh she flinches wit... the pain but lets out ever increasing grunts of arousal. I intend to draw blood – I like to see little beads of crimson whether it is from nails, studded paddles or canes. I do not need to see rivers of blood, just a trickle for me to whet my appetite.People think I am a nice person but it is merely a front to protect myself; and a ploy to lure. I had never seen a fierce looking slave-girlbefore, but then I suppose that was because until now I had been free.Slave-girls had therefore always shown me deference and submission, nomatter how strong they might have been. In truth slave-girls would belike any other women - some weak, some strong, and within their owncompany those character traits would determine who would be in charge ofa pen and who would acquiesce. It was the same principle as in prisonson Earth."Please hush, Emma, you're. When I call Eritrea and tell her, she’s happy for me and suggests we get a bank account as soon as possible. Wednesday is a PA day for me, so, I ask if she will be free. She is. That day I get a bank account with Eritrea as my guardian, since I’m u******e. She gets a book of checks, signs them all and gives them to me. ‘All you have to do is write them out, sign them and you can buy what you want. The first thing we need to do is to get you some clothes. You can keep them at my apartment.’. You and me both." They walk in silence for a few moments ponderin' what they could do with a time machine and how awesome it would be to be able to time travel. "Man you know what would make this move perfect tho?" Cami says as she opens her locker. "Let me guess...Hayley going with you?" Maya says sarcasticlly leaning up against the locker next to Cami's and rolling her eyes. "Yep. Actually I was gonna say you, her, and Lou Lou comin' with me, but yeah." "I still don't see why you're so.