Head raising to look incredulously at the tiny silver ring embedded in the flesh.Her finger began to toy with the little thing, Mary`s breath increasi...g as her sister whole body asked about the tiny ornament. without a single word being spoken, “It was Marks special mark,” she gasped,” I had it done just for him and I promised never to remove it, it was my brand, my token, my promise”The fingers played momentarily, then moved on down into the cleft, opening the butterfly of her sister`s sex,. She wanted more of me but her husband said it was enough for one day. The next day the same routine and went for 4days straight.The last day they wanted it to b make sure of her future. I fucked her thrice that day I was done . next day they went and I went away.before we separated they asked what u want in return. They was a middle class family and so I asked for a PlayStation. They brought me one and we left.After two months , they contacted me it was unsuccessful and they want to try it. They all live here at Belle Field — at least most of the time, and us slaves do the work they tell us to do. Mr. Beau has been on and off the plantation more than the other masters. That's because he goes to the big cities to do business, to buy stuff like tools and horses and sell stuff like our crops. He only went away once since my birthday and they let me stay in his rooms on a pallet on the floor the whole two weeks he was gone. That was somethin' good because I didn't have to go back down. Telling herself that he is just a repairman, this is silly. Reminding herself that once this novel is done she needs to get laid. Not made love to but laid. Bent over something and banged from behind until they both collapse from sated bliss.Shaking her head once more she realizes that the poor man is standing there with his mouth gaped open staring at her. Mimi smiles at him, goes to say thank you and realizes that no words came out. She must look like a deer would in headlights. Eyes wide,.