Interessiert schaute Peter zu.?Du siehst, bei uns sind die Dinge etwas anders, als man auf den ersten Blick glauben m?chte. Vicki ist meine Sklavin, s...e gehorcht mir bedingungslos.??Wirklich?? Sein Blick fiel auf sie.?Ja Peter, Karl-Friedrich ist mein Herr.??Von nun ab nennst du mich `Herr? auch in Peters Gegenwart.??Jawohl, mein Herr.??Und du willst das so???Ja Peter, ich finde es gut so.?Peter konnte nicht glauben, was er sah. Di fr?hliche, etwas verspielte Vicki, war in Wahrheit die Sklavin. He licked his lips as she removed her bra, her full black breasts spilling out. He watched intently as she bent over to put her clothes in an empty box on the floor, displaying her ample negro ass to the grinning white man."Now that is one fine booty, I'm tellin' you. I mean, even for a nigger that's a fine booty." He paused for a long moment. "Well, might as well get comfortable for the ride. Two more to go and it's off to the ranch."Steve's comments made her flush with shame. It was if he was. I sit on a stool and start to admire the more metallic spoils. A sceptre catch's my eye. I pick it up and fondle it. The crystal upon its top glistened brightly and projects candle light all around the darkened room.You cough that's when I see you dimly lit, alone as the men took all the younger women. You wear a big dress but the corseted upper shows off your figure. Normally I am not interested in the captured women. But you caught my eye. Your hair a mess and your clothes torn. I approach. The heartbreak of the previous day pushed me into a new level of horny and I removed my dress, leaving me in panties and heels. I tugged aside the bit of cloth and eased the neck of the bottle into my dripping pussy.I teased it in and out to the amused pleasure of the gang. The name calling escalated, keeping me in a state of horniness that only Daddy had been able to manage… until now.I looked up to see one of the guys pointing an iPhone camera at me but, before I could protest, a huge black.