He could find no peace. Pulsing with a life of it's own it begged to be finished off. The creak of the door and the small click of the lock was all th... noise he needed to know that someone had entered the room. He could hear clothes ruffling as the bed sagged to his left. A pair of legs straddled his chest and he could feel the warm lips of her pussy rubbing up and down. Slowly the blindfold was lifted and Ginger smiled down at him."Hey, big guy. Ready for a treat?" Letting her long blond hair. She stayed silent. As if picking her words carefully. “They wanted me to do something.” she finally spoke, “And I didn’t want to do it. That disagreement happened right when I was sucking his servant’s dick. So we fought, and I came home.” “What did they want you to do?” I asked, knowing fully well she was referring to the video clip. “I’d rather not say.” “What if I said I know what it is?” I said. She stared at me, confused. I continued, “I saw the video clip of you sucking Mangal’s dick.”. He left the door open just a little so I peaked around the door. He pulled his hard Cock out, it was long, fat and hard with a mushroom shaped head. I knew I would have to suck it. He came back in and we watched more videos and were joking around about their Cocks. I did not have the guts to ask him if he had ever sucked one before so I said nothing. I kept on glancing over at his Cock from time to time. Damn I wanted to Suck his Cock, I was horny as hell. Then after awhile he climbed into bed. "Slave is the wrong term," said Derek cautiously, "She is contracted to be a servant to me. An employee, but with a binding contract. It's a bit like a professional football player; she works for me, but she can't change jobs without my permission. If she does change to a different employer, I have the right to expect a transfer fee." But she was given to you by the Emir, who was her father? And doesn't that make her a Princess?" asked Molly, genuinely puzzled now."Well as her father he.