What am I doing? I’m studying to be a lawyer, I’m head of the debate team, why am I allowing myself to be his personal floormat? But he didn’t m...ve. Seconds seemed like hours as we stood in silence, me with my head bowed, him towering above me. This was not what I had intended to happen… ‘What’s your name?’ he asked. I could detect a smile in his tone, and moved my gaze back him, feeling suddenly comfortable. ‘Clara,’ I smiled, sarcasm sparkling in my eyes as politely shook his hand. I spoke. I looked around.“Where are they?” I asked her.She giggled. “They are scared. They think you will blow your top and begged me not to tell you that they fucked me”. I also smiled.Uday walked over oscillating his limp dick and with a big smile.“My God, these ladies can teach our U.S women many tricks. Mind blowing” he sat on the bench and Priya draped over him and kissed him.“Thank you, Darling. No woman can get a better husband” she nibbled his ear.Uday smiled” I know you so well, you are about. She gave her a short sleeve, collared, white shirt. She told Mercedes that she should wear it without a bra and tied in the front. She was given a new pair of slave sandals. “You need to wear these because you are going to be on your feet a lot.We are always busy and the waitresses would never make a full shift in heels. Put them on and come with me.” Dee said as she turned to leave the room.They went out to the bar and Mercedes was introduced to the two bartenders. Dee directed her to work for. At that point he slapped my bare bottom with one more good smack then went into the bathroom to pee. As I was still crying naked with my face in the corner, he walked out of the bathroom toward me and told me to “shut up and bend over”. I knew exactly want to do next so I bent way over and he immediately dropped his trousers and inserted his long skinny dick into my vagina with a hard humping action. He told me I was his sex slave girl from now on and I better come over to his place.