The electric gates, the double-garage, the stone cladding masking an unremarkable, yet essentially overgrown and ugly pretentiousness.I knew the hallw...y, the turn of the wooden staircase, the landing that led to the bedrooms and his study. Not his anymore.I knew where she would be sleeping. Alone now, in that huge bed. Perhaps she’d been watching the TV, or listening to the radio. Something to distract her from the empty silence of the house that was now just hers.Her breathing is quiet. Her. Have a smoke or two it you want. I don't want this to be torture for you. It's duty, and it's training. Just get it done." With that he grabbed his cover and rushed out. He should have been taking his Battle Buddy with him. That was Lovall tonight. But he was smart enough to just follow orders, and not question a DS. I knew he would be gone for at least an hour. Perhaps more, if he smoked a couple of cigarettes. I knew he smoked. I saw the pack in his rolled up sleeve. I turned to Lovall. I. It was as though he was saving her for something.Then she found out what that was. He was going to sell her! She knew she would not resist. It would make Him happy to sell her and it was His right. She was His property.When the day came for her sale, He paid special attention to her. He lathered her up in the shower and made slow sensuous love to her. He then shaved her body completely to be sure it was baby smooth. He told her how happy she had made Him. What a good slave she was. Then He led. "STOP!" I heard you I just was not done." Charlie jokes.Her ass is deep red now. Layer upon layer of strips of red all merging into one burning redness. Every inch burns. The pain causing her legs to twitch. Her breathing is harsh. His shirt is wet in a large circle from her tears."May this slut suck your beautiful cock?" she asks. Really not wanting to get hit again she lays it on thick.Smack....Charlie is a bit of a dickhead. But he drops the belt. It hits the floor with a small sound. She.