" Barb," Molly grumbled, "do you prefer the meek little mouse?" What? No. But no one can cure you instantly. Not even your porn star boyfriend."Molly ...ighed in exasperation. "Yeah, he's a stud, Barb. He's a fucking fantasy come true, okay? But ... Listen." Listen?" The music." What about... ?" Sshh. Sit. Listen. Okay?" But..." Barb began, but Molly pressed her pointing finger to her lips and sat beside her friend on their couch.Yeah it's embarrassing to be in the presence of someone listening. The reason for this policy is that demis are viewed as inferior to humans, little more than animals, and therefore need to be controlled. To truly get rid of a demi, a master would need to sell them or have them put down.While demis are born into slavery and may never escape it, all humans are born free. There are different ways for a human to end up as a slave: They can be forcibly sold into slavery as a severe punishment for crimes they have committed or to cover their debts if they have. Quickly obeying, Angel barely had the door shut behind her before Rich burned rubber out of the parking lot. +-+-+ Back at Richs house, only a mile away from the arresting scene, Angel slid out from Richs truck. Rich put his arm around her neck, resting it across her shoulders, and led her inside. Once inside, with the door closed, Rich called to her. She turned, only to recieve a hard backhanded slap across her cheek. She gasped softly, but kept her head turned away from him. The other girls. The bed was too comfortable, the wine too sweet and intoxicating and the threat of an enforced fucking too enticing. “If you cum during the night,” he had challenged whilst caressing her firm arse cheeks lewdly through the thin material of her mini skirt, “then this is mine. Your arse will belong to me, to do whatever I want with it. Whatever pleases me. To spank hard if you’ve been naughty. To grope and fondle anywhere, whoever is watching, and you won’t complain. And to fuck, anytime I want..
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