The bed in my room was made up with new bed linen, but not for me, this was for Caprice and I was demoted from the comfort and warmth of my gorgeous A...nty’s bed to the sofa downstairs - it was going to be tough to fuck either of them now.Caprice arrived, looking as beautiful as ever and Aunty Betty threw her arms around her and welcomed her into her home, just like she welcomed everyone she met for the first time. Aside from being gorgeous, Aunty Betty was one of life’s beautiful people, always. “Good slut, now do it again.” We kept this up for about 10 minutes until I had spit up all over his cock and balls. He would spit on my face or slap me when I got up for air. He then pushed me back and said “get on this couch and bend over.” I did, a little woozy from the mouth-fucking and he then moved behind me and, spreading my asscheeks, began to lick my ass. It felt good and I began to rub my pussy to relax my muscles, preparing for his big cock.“He then moved his cock near my ass and. What in the hell had he forgotten now?Going through everything they had shown, the many things that the now Xendran people were doing Ambrose was at a loss. They had all they needed didn’t they? Shelter, understanding of the land especially the food they needed. What was missing? He had been standing there for almost a whole toton not noticing a young girl walk to him then sit waiting to talk to him.Sighing Ambrose shook his head at a loss when he noticed Kindra sitting nearby. “Hello Mister. She was from the 20th century. She went to Harvard. She was educated. “Whaaaaap.” Brianna screamed again. She couldn’t sign. She had to resist! She had to! “Whaaaaap”. OMG. OMG! It hurt! It hurt! She couldn’t take this anymore. “Master, I’ll sign. I’ll sign!”Howard chuckled to himself. He knew that the little slut could not resist pain. But it was not over yet. He was going to teach the little slut the nature of her slavery. He was her Master and held the power of life, death, and pain over.