?Boss Hogg knew she wasn?t tamed orbroken. He was well aware that she hated everything he had made her do over thelast two years. The fucking, sucking... the dressing up and the calling himmaster. But two years of rape and bondagechanged her. Poor Daisy had accepted her life as a sex slave.Daisy Duke had no choice but toserve him. She knew that. Boss Hogg had shown her the real Daisy Duke. The sexstarved bimbo deep inside of her who wanted to fuck and suck. Hell why elsewould she parade around in. The spurt of blood surprised him, and caused his heart to lurch. He knew with the kind of wound she had, the amount of blood she had lost, and the lack of competent medical help, Juanita would need a miracle to survive. He tightened the tourniquet, and dug through the medical case while waiting for Janet to return. He found several dozen plastic handled disposable scalpels, and prepackaged needles already threaded. He shook his head at the miniscule size of some of the needles, and wondered if. Her ass was round and full, and the stringless panty barely covered her privates. My prick bobbed at the sight. God, she needed to leave now, before I lost control and things got worse.Saroya held out an unlabeled metal tube. "Here, apply this to my back, so the bra will stick."Brandi jumped from the bed. "I'll do it!"Thank goodness! If I touched Saroya's bare skin, I wouldn't stop at her back. As it was, my erection was painfully stiff. When Saroya reached behind to point out where the gel. Michelle didn't care for much make-up. She already had a beautiful face with delicate cheekbones and cat-like eyes. A little liner and rouge went a long way. Too much made her look like a twenty-dollar hooker. She brushed out her long, raven-colored hair before putting on her collar.The feel and smell of the black leather embracing her throat was intoxicating. It reminded her of so many things wanton, taboo and delicious. It also meant that she gave up control of her own pleasure and put it in.