?Only when he signed himself over to me, he thought it was just gonna be drinking from my pussy and enjoying the odd golden shower. But now he knows t...ere’s a fuck sight more to it.?I laughed, typical Ebony – stretching her slaves’ limits to the max!The bronzed, superbly-built slave soon returned with the flogging frame, which he rolled into place where I indicated, facing a row of three leather-padded sun recliners, which faced out towards the pool.?OK, Cunt,? said Ebony, when the frame was in. I guarantee you I’m going to my Prom and the Spring dance. You keep doing what you’re doing. At some point we talk about the future, assuming one of us doesn’t find Mister or Miss Right!”“You might play for the other team?” I teased.“About the same time YOU do!” she laughed. “You’re stalling!”“So I have to act before I hear ‘Beulah the Buzzer’?”“I think we’re past the ‘Truth’ part and into the ‘Consequences’ part!”“Well, here’s hoping all your consequences are happy ones,” I grinned, quoting. It didn’t seem particularly fair that Virginia would have all of this, and Tabitha, who could do something with this kind of money, had to slave away to afford even a shitty life. She knew that life wasn’t fair, but, really, did it have to be this unfair? To add to all those problems, there was the feeling Tabitha got whenever she compared herself to her boss. Virginia was always perfect. Every strand of blond hair was perfectly coiffed, every bit of expensive clothing was perfectly selected,. I just stood there as he sucked on my breast, holding my tray. Several of the men were watching us. I noticed a youngish man walk over, and while taking some food off the tray with one hand, slid his other up along the back of my leg, cupping my bottom before walking back to his friends. The bald man pulled away, pushed my tunic back over my breast, took some food and said simply, 'thanks'.Returning with my tray to the kitchen I noticed that Anna was slow dancing with one man. His hand was up.