However she knew better than to interfere with what was a mistress-slavesituation.The woman finally gained control of herself and apologized profusely...for the slave'sbehavior. "I started her on piss pills a couple of days ago. I've got her on a piss andcatfood diet these days and my doctor friend warned me that unless she pissed frequently,the build up of salt in her body from all the pee she was drinking would do her in prettyfast. I forgot all about it when I brought her over since your son's. The heavy, liquid slapping sounds drove me crazy. He wasn`t just fucking her, he was dominating her, making her his bitch. I wanted to be that bitch.His orgasm wasn`t long in coming and he pulled me closer for the cum shot. As he withdrew from Mary-Ann`s sopping hole, a huge gush of sperm erupted from the tip of his cock spattering my blouse and dumping a fat wad on the crotch of my jeans. ‘That`s where spunk is meant to be’ he laughed as he rubbed it in, feeling me up in the process. Such was. My sexual desires are going out of control and since I cannot marry a loser like you, I have decided to marry your brother. Look at him. He is smart and earns well. I need a good-looking person like him.”Hearing this, I felt ashamed but somewhere deep down, my heart raced. I cut the call.In the following week, they had arranged the marriage. They kept the marriage a secret as possible due to the groom being younger than the bride and invited only limited number of persons for the marriage.My. "There, you see," Principal Phillips gloated, smiling broadly and clearly pleased to be done with the trouble, though his eyes still reflected his unease at being here. "There's nothing for anyone to be concerned with." However the detective wasn't to be deterred quite so easily, as she stared at the Principle. I could see her eyes switch over from that humorous look into one much darker."Are you so blind that you just accept the word of a bullied victim, clearly too intimidated to speak up for.