A shiver twitched through my body, but not because of the cold. I stood up and headed up the stairs, walking slowly across the landing. I could hear h...m typing in his office, hard at work as usual. I went into the master bedroom, heading straight for my shoe stand. I fingered a few of my best heels, deciding which would be the best choice. My gaze stopped at a pair of black satin Badgley Mischka high heels; a cluster of gems at the vamp to catch his eye and a 4 1/2 inch heel to make my toned. He squeezed one and then the other and then the first one again. His fingers brushed over her hardened black nipples."You've got nice boobs," he said, "they're so soft." Thank you, Massa," she said, slightly embarrassed.The white boy continued to fondle the negress's breasts as Shanika held her shirt open. She could feel she was getting wet from the boy's clumsy attentions."Let's lie down," said the teenager.They arranged themselves with Shanika lying on her back, her shirt open, and Brian. ”“Mmmm, I suppose. Different from your daddy’s place, huh?”“Yeah. I mean, the servants lining up and stuff, that’s the same. But we don’t have any plants or benches in the main hall like this.” I frowned and added, “Or vending machines...”She showed us around a little while explaining the estate was more than just their home, but it was also the family business. What that business was, I hadn’t a clue, but there were offices and conference rooms with people in suits walking around in that front. “Yeah right, I am shaking, so scared of you.” Jerking the remote down beside her as she sits on the couch. “I am fucking serious, you will be sorry,” he hollers as they start to wrestle for the remote.Grabbing her wrists he pulls her to her feet. Spinning her into his arms he keeps groping for the remote as she screams at him to stop. She tries to kick him and her elbows are flying. She catches him in the head and jaw with a few blows and he makes another grab for the remote but instead grabs.