I'd like to meet him." We'll sort that out then sweetie," I kept up the questions though. "Did you like his face?" Yeah."Rachel was laying on her stom...ch with my face next to hers while I was asking her these questions with her gorgeous butt staring up at me. I had been squeezing her butt cheeks while talking to her at first but now my finger moved down between her legs. I could feel her freshly fucked pussy slightly leaking cum."Did you like the look of his cock?"I pushed my finger inside her. He took mine and then Jubal's before disappearing around the house again. I was standing watching the wounded man who was glaring holes in me, when Captain Jubee showed up and kicked him in his wounded leg. He screamed and then the real questioning started. I was a little surprised at the ruthlessness of the Captain, but from his methods, I had a very strong feeling this wasn't the first time he had questioned a prisoner. I watched him, and although I couldn't understand the language, I did. She had no concept of what other obligations there might be. Moreover, the loss of liberty was still an abstract idea to her. She still believed that when the time came, she could walk away from these brutal black warriors and return again to the comforting shade of the forests. She awoke after her deep slumbers to see the other two slaves engaged in tasks whose purpose was still obscure to her. One was mashing up grasses and herbs into a powder with a round stone, while the other was weaving. She still wasn't quite used to how many people would take the time to smile and wave a greeting at her as she passed, even people she'd never met. "Gosh," she thought. "It sure is pleasant to be accepted like this. So friendly, relaxing, no crime, nobody locks their doors... Wait, what am I thinking? None of the doors here even have locks!" It was beginning of the third month in summer, and there was a brilliantly clear and star-filled sky overhead. The full moon was bright blue and provided.