“Yeah, what time is it?” Mandy asked.“Around 10 I think.” Wren replied. “Sorry to be here so early, it’s just that Aryn still tends to wak... up and get us up early, military habit I guess.”“That’s okay, student habit, still in bed at the middle of the morning.” “So, are you two going to that fabulous beach today?” I asked.“Yes, are you coming with us?” Mandy asked.“Yes, if you don’t mind, Aryn is fuelling up our jet-ski as we speak, would you like him to do yours? I’m sure that he will.”“Thanks,. .' Gritting my teeth I complied and whispered '...alright...fuck me slowly...' I gasp. The voice said 'since you ask, I'll be quick...' I cried softly '...noooo, you promise to be slow...' He answered '...if it' will make you happy, I'll fuck you slowly...' I begged '...pleeaaaassseee take it out, you can't be doing this...' All I heard as a reply was his heavy breathing and him grinding slowly deeper into my stretching bung hole. Moaning and groaning I laid there and submitted to his. "Now, this is going to hurt a little but its only gonna happen once"I said."I pulled the brand out of the pot and pushed it against her skin for five seconds. She screamed bloody murder but when I removed the metal, #416 was branded on her shoulder."W-w-w-hy am I #416 and not #1?"she asked." Your the 416th girl to come through this business"I said, chaining her to the wall"Now, in the morning we have to leave to go get you some best friends."The skin around the brand was a bright red. You could. " I sat at the desk in my hotel room in a cold sweat. Strangely, while in a state of shock and terror, I was also somewhat aroused. Michael certainly was in control, much like I had fanaticized about. However, the arousal was short-lived, as reality began to sink in. Michael, this Black Man, who had had begged to sex my wife was in complete control of the situation. I was totally at his mercy. He had done a lot of work gathering facts and setting me up. Admittedly, I had made it far too easy.