Having seen so many naked or near naked bodies recently she was curious to see how she compared. She concluded that she had a nice face: not startling...y pretty, but still nice. A little thin perhaps, like the rest of her, but her eyes were large even if her lips weren't at all prominent. Her lank fair hair fell onto her shoulders, even more lank than usual as it was still damp from her bath. She was slim. Her breasts and hips had never really blossomed with adulthood quite as much as some girls. .” Words failed him and he looked into my eyes and softly said “For John?”“Yes, sir. I think I always will.”He seemed to have a small tear in his eye as he hesitantly reached out for the bundle I was holding. I nodded and he lifted part of it away.“His name is John Killman Youngblood,” I softly said. He then yelled for his wife, as with amazingly gentle fingers he caressed John's face. A lovely coffee and cream complexion, his dark reddish-brown hair encircling his face. And when my John opened. You start to mumble and spasm and your legs are getting weak and shaking. I have to hold you up with the belt, now around your waist, so you can keep cumming again and again. Now I start to groan and growl and slamming my rock hard piece of meat into your ass to work up a big load of hot pearl jam. It's coming quick, so I pull my cock out of your ass with a pop sound and spin you around and force your shoulders down til you are kneeling in front of me and I'm jacking off my veiny dick with one. "I'm Rachel Goodbody!" She suddenly blurted pink lips quivering, "Please I just want to go home." Then she gave a hesitant gulp. "Oh shit!" She though to herself.The General frowned for a moment then growled."Even after weeks of training this one's still feisty." All the better general," Mustafa added, "why break all her spirit? I find the prospect of humiliating such a resistant slave so much more arousing." Ali nodded in agreement.The general thought for a moment. He had slaves; lots of.