His top once againwas meant for summer time. It was a loose fitting brightly coloredflowered, sleeveless blouse that was pressed out by a D-cup padded...bra.He lowered his eyes as she clipped on some red button earrings and alarge red beaded choker. The bright red belt that went around his waistwas thin and metallic looking. She handed him a red shoulder purse."Look at me sweetie," she said as she turned to face him. "Oh you look sodarling. I want you to do as I say now without any questions. It. I told my FIL ” I am getting sleep. If u need anything please call me. Do not hesitate.” and went to my bed room.He also switched off TV and went to his bed room. I was not getting sleep. It was about half fast 2 in the night. I got up and went to the other room to see what my FIL doing. I just peeped in. He was sitting on the bed and holding his cock in his hand. I was amazed. His cock is 9 inches long with 3 inches circumference. I have not seen such a big cock earlier. My blood became hot.. The dust of the markets was washed off. The welts that my whippings had left were poulticed. I was anointed with fragrant oils and clad in simple robes. I couldn’t help but be nervous though, because the men who bathed me flinched at every loud noise and kept their eyes resolutely downcast. Starts can be deceiving. After I was bathed, I was branded. The other slaves led me firmly to another room. It was bare stone and smelt of sweat and pain. The only accoutrements were a fireplace and a set of. " “Paper? What fucking paper? Look, this is…four thousand, ten days, and it’s a deal but I want guarantees and ground rules. The first of which is that I am not a whore. I’m an exotic dancer.” “I think we’ve established what you are. Now we’re simply negotiating price.” There was that superior tone she’d used in the private room. It rankled Bree no end and set her teeth on edge. She wanted nothing more than to bitch-slap that silly smirk off her face but the lure of all that money was too much..