"Stop staring at that slut and concentrate on the matter in hand" Malik turned to the kneeling woman "GET OUT and get the slave master to put you on h...lf rations till furthernotice!" Opal fled the room in a clash of bells and coins. "Malik, don't take it out on her." Malik sat up and glared at his companion. "Don't dare to tell me how to treat my women, how the hell didn't you noticewhat he was doing?" "Hey don't speak to me like one of the sluts, I was busy making YOU money,it wasn't my job to. She was on the beach again, but in an even worse position. She was inside a giant stone tablet. The tablet was similar to a gravestone but it had a hole in the middle, where her waist was, her arms where pulled back at a painful angle and strapped on tightly with leather at the top of the stone. Her chest was out the front, her breasts dangling openly with her head looking straight forward, she had a collar around her neck that had a leash tied tightly to where her wrists were, keeping her head. The alarm was bound to trigger. But, the beauty, the satisfaction out weighed the alarm, for sure. They talked to one another like old friends, even though our age difference was considerable. Girl was a puzzle. She had multiple sides. She could work whether at the house, or, at the office with such dedication to quality. Then in the next breath be a muse of sorts, or, a spoiled c***d, and an interminable cock tease. She knew how to work a room, or, a person. She was like that when I hit her. She cried out, "You want to fuck me while we're driving over a hundred miles an hour? Christ in Heaven!"The man smiled. "You're quick on the uptake, my dear. And I do so hope you have a nice, tight cunt. That makes it all the more exciting."He dropped down between her legs, stroking gently over the dried skin. His gloves were almost as smooth as her flesh. She felt gooseflesh marring the satiny surface as he stroked over her inner thigh. The entire idea of fucking atop a speeding car was.