He pulled out from me and everything was quiet for a while. I was very tired and I passed away, curled up on the soaked cum sheets of the mattress. T...en, a few hours before dawn, I felt the black man coming again over me.I opened my eyes and saw another black man standing there, naked, a full hard cock erected, pointing to the ceiling. I gasped. He was big; too much big. He was stroking his hard cock, which was at least twelve inches long. I started sobbing.He walked up to my face, whipped his. Whatever. Mom knows I swear. She'll chew me out a bit butthat's all. I give up."You want some pizza?" I offer."Yeah!" she cheers and does a little spin.I carry it to the kitchen and set us up each with a plate and a drink ofmilk. She sits at her little table. I join her. We eat quietly. It'stasty. My recent humiliation steals my focus. I think of his leers. Mylegs. I rub my thighs together. I touch them lightly with my fingers. Itrace lightly on my hem. I think of his erection. I feel mine. Giles stood there on the walkway trying to process all this information at once.He walked towards the house slowly and sat down on the porch steps.He looked at the bottle in his hand.He then looked at the book that Dawn must be reading.It was called "Magic Tips for Daily Life" and in small print at the bottom of the book jacket was the name Posslar, Inc. in small red letters.Giles put down the bottle and began to thumb through the book.It was full of chapters on how to use the bottle of red. Her head jerked sideways. “Do not look at him, bitch. I am your Master now. You look at me. You will respond to my questions when spoken to, and no other. Is this understood?” He grasped her by the hair again, jerking her face toward him. With more tears leaking down her cheeks, she sputtered and nodded. “Y-y-es… I-I understand.”He patted her cheek with deceptive gentleness. “Good girl.” He paused, seemed to study the governor thoughtfully. Bound naked to a metal chair, the once-powerful.