.if I take back what I said...about not wanting slaves would you object?" the surprise in his eyes told the man he was not used to his daughter accept...ng slaves, now his curiosity was piqued. "No, I wouldn't object as a matter of a fact it will make me rather happy to see you accept a slave." ignoring her father she would ask him, "Your name?" "Ethan." he stated much quicker than he found himself thinking were possible. "Ethan." she repeated his name and it sent a shiver down his spine to hear. Dave struggled to carry it but sunk to his knees a couple times until the belt encouraged him to continue and at last dropped it on the pile near the tree. Dave stood up, exhausted, covered with dirt and sweat, fearful but excited, and faced his master, "All Done, Sir!" "Hold your hands in front!" While Dave held his hands in front the master took his rope and wrapped several turns around the slave's wrists then crossed the ropes and tied the turns of rope together between the boy's wrists. ” Upon saying it he hunched himself over as he did before demonstrating his flexibility and paused, “Look see how close I am?” His hard cock was beckoning before his lips, twitching with every word he said.I gulped, at this point my own cock was as hard as his, aching behind the waistband of my boxers, “Nope, I want to see it, come on, you’ve come this far,” without even hesitating, I added, “I’ll show you my dick to be fair.” Upon hearing the last bit, almost as if he’d been waiting for me to. " I suppose it has got much colder today. Very well, then. Let them be secured in the tent and let them be warmed."The new Slaves all looked gratefully at Frederica who had developed a very humanitarian streak these days. Francine was harder and tougher than ever and despised those who were not capable of equalling her own powers of endurance. Except her darling Frederica, of course!The decline in the numbers of Warrior Slaves was not only due to the likes of Patti and Gottman. Francine had.