She could sense that without even looking. She felt herself relax even more, even as her heart beat faster."You don't sit with your father at these?" ...o. We said hello, talked a bit before they got going. I'm too low to be officially invited into the circle, although if the King needed me I'd stand behind him."She nodded."Same here. If James wants me to sit there looking all foreign and dangerous, I'll do it, but listening to those merchants and nobles just gives me a headache. The officers. But I can tell you love being a slut, don't you. You love spreading your legs for men, don't you, slut. You love having it in your mouth, in your slutty lips, tasting it, swallowing it, don't you."His hand was now between my thighs, probing my body. I was still dry from fear, but I could feel my body beginning to respond, uncontrollably. I knew where this was going, and while I had no desire to be raped in the back seat of a van, I knew that there was nothing I could do about it, and I would be. She had trusted the book, she had trusted in the Big Black and she trusted the master. She doesn’t see any sense not to continue that trust.Tumbling away on the small, circular platform elevator, Kamari position’s herself on her hands and knees. The master centers herself behind the young woman. Soon her hand begin to move, gliding across Kamari’s bare skin, When she starts to moan, the master stops and spreads her ass cheeks apart, exposing the inside of the tight backdoor to the now cooler. We gave her a group hug.I told everyone that I would bunk tonight with Sally then tell her all about our system.Angela offered an idea. “Sally would be going to a society where slaves are whipped naked in public. Let her see what that looks like. Since Kat and Sherry are in trouble, they should be whipped.” “Great Idea,” added Guard Lana. “I will give you two twelve strokes. Put on a good show for me.” “I like the idea,” I added. “It has been a while since I had a good public whipping. I wish.