When a woman is no longer of interest to any collector, she is sold on the black market. Now don't trouble yourself my dear, we always try to find goo... homes for our pets. Most go to Arab Sheiks, a few to corporate CEOs around the world." My God, we're SLAVES!" blurted out Tammy, realizing the irony of a black woman being traded and sold among largely white men in the twenty-first century."A harsh word, but ... well, yes. You are here to please us. Do that and you shall be treated extremely. I was astonished. “What? What in the…How did you come to that conclusion?” “Say my name again!” She slammed the directive at me. “Fine,” I said, my own voice rising in dispute. “Shania!” “I asked you to sleep with me tonight and you told me you wouldn’t!” she shouted in triumph. “Okay,” I chuckled. “Maybe you’d better back off the booze. You’re not making any sense.” “Oh, no, Mister nice guy in 2B,” she sneered. “I heard you. You said my name like it was some sort of jewel. You said it, and I. For some moment,there was silence and she was about to leave the room,while nearing the door she softly told me not to delete those videos because she too liked it wanted to watch more of it and suddenly closed the door.I was surprised with her words and began to run those words again and again in my mind.That night i could not sleep because of these words and masturbated 4 times thinking about her sexy body and having sex her. Well to describe her,she is 5.6ft tall,very fair.She has an. Before she could say anything Joel started kissing her on the lips as Sam stood behind her and started kissing her neck. Anne's head was spinning. She knew this was wrong but she was actually enjoying it. The soft tender kissing was turning her on and she felt herself responding to it."Relax Mrs. C !" whispered Sam in her ear. "Relax and let it happen!". Anne felt Joel grab her hand and move it between his legs she could feel his hard cock through his silky panties. Sam undid the zip on her.