You would be treated as inferior beings ,worked long hours, constantly being sent to the department of Corrections for the slightest misdemeanour an... never see the rest of the world againI arrived at the Auction House in a wagon of other wrekees , supervised by a sadistic women who used her crop and boots freelyThe Auctioneer who was on duty this day was an attractive blond girl who had wonderful breasts and nipples to match which is a requisite to be successful at selling men. As for working for Webb, he can forget about that event ever occurring. His hands are too dirty for my comfort." Richard is not like that at all," she retorted hotly.It caught my attention that she focused in on what I said about Richard Webb instead of my not being ready for marriage. As I sat there silently appraising her, she had the grace to blush and turn her head. I gently cupped her chin and pulled her face around."If you have feelings for Webb, why not let him know? I want you to be. I could see she shaved. It was a bit too far away to see more detail. But the fact that she was standing naked in front of me was a real turn on. I could stop feeling dirty because it was clear now that she wanted me to see her.She turned around a bit and got probably a towel from the closet. Then she wrapped it around her body and walked out of her room. My god this was a real turn. I kept playing with my cock but did not want cum yet. I was hoping she would return and show me some more. It. I yelled out the second I flung open the door."Oh, Logan, wait!" Emma? Do you mean..." Look what we forgot..."Neither finished our sentences as we collided, my elbow catching him right in the stomach. The shocked look on his face as the pie slipped from my hands startled me. In slow motion, he reached for the pie as I gasped, my hand going to my mouth to cover the sound of dismay.Logan stretched one hand in the direction of the pie as it fell toward the floor. The flailing of his other arm.