She then asked me if I had anything to do with his knowing about it. I've never been able to lie to Nat and I couldn't then. I don't know how I expect...d her to react but it certainly wasn't with a thank you. She even said to thank you for coming up with the best option for her.'That was definitely not the Natasha I knew. 'Do you think she's really changed and will it stick?' I asked.'In my opinion, her father's words, whatever they were, has profoundly affected her. We talked for an awful long. I felt the plug when I moved in and out of her. She moaned louder."Fuck me hard," she gasped. "Fuck me like your whore, like your slave cunt." I slapped her butt sharply with the other hand. "What are you?" I asked. "I'm your little slave twat," she answered. I hit her again. "I can't hear you," I said. "I'm your dirty filthy slave!" she yelled louder. I slapped her once more, harder. She trembled. "I'M ANNA'S DIRTY CUNT HOLE SLAVE MARTINA!" she screamed.I have no clue if anyone heard us, but. That’s when everything started to go wrong. The same year we moved in, my father got arrested at the airport while coming from Haiti because of some glitch. He got sent back to Haiti. He was traveling with my passport, which got seized by the Immigration Services. I think my mother and aunt had something to do with it. They all but celebrated his downfall. You know witches and their schemes. Often they’re out to take a man down and you can never figure out why. Well, since my mom joined the. I remember it was the day after my 16th birthday. All the trees were budding, the daffodils were blooming, and I had just witnessed something bizarre. I had been out behind the barn and Sugar, one of our three mares had gotten out of the barn and into the west paddock where we were keeping Shasta, a neighbor's stallion. Sugar had let Shasta come up behind her and mount her! I had never seen two horses do it before! And the sight of it made my pussy go berzerk! I ran into the house to find.