I start shaking... God! What’s he going to do to me now?It smells of a****lic sweat and sex and female slaves down here. It comes from these twenty ...our female prisoners turned into galley slaves and all at the mercy of my prick. Twenty four highclass females I can **** whenever I fancy. And I make them row until they die of exhaustion or from my little punishments. No one dared to protest, not even to look me in the eyes. Just thinking about it makes me horny!Let’s see... Which one am I going. Maybe if I lay by myself I can relax and forget my urges for a time. Just as my eyes begin to drift closed I hear the door open and opening my eyes, I watch you silently walking toward me. Looking up at you I wait to see what you‘ll do, as you help me sit up onto my knees before you I bite my lip wondering what you plan to do to me. I don’t have time to come up with an idea, my thoughts disappear as you seal your lips around my nipple and suck teasingly. Your hand has moved to my other breast. I also told her I would run by thehouse and pack up some things before coming into townfor the dinner. Karen told Angie the plan and that she was invited tostay in the suite but they had to go shopping first toliven up Angie’s outfit. They went to a downtown mallnear the hotel and Karen picked out several outfits forAngie to try on. There was a clerk in the men’sdepartment across the aisle that they both thought washot. Jason was a young good looking black stud who waswatching the. I found a new job in just two days and it was only 40 miles away and so when my house sold (through an agent of Mr. Baker) I left and did not look back for over 18 months.Then my mother’s health began to fail, so I finally bought another house closer to Grand Rapids. I got a rambling ranch with four bedrooms. I moved my mother in and we rented her house out; which helped us out with some of the medical expenses.The renter told us that a young woman was trying desperately to find out where we.