I would have to make sure nothing like that ever happened again. I had already cut my hair out of anger. I would not let these assholes ruin my life a...d take away who I am. I dressed as I pleased, saw who I wanted, and I get to choose who I have sex with. I will not change for them. Since then, Sarah and Nate seemed to have switched roles in my life. Sarah would dip and Nate would stick around and hang. Granted I never did talk to Nate and he did seem sincere. Its childish I know but I still. The way she had secured her slave was simple yet pleasing to the eye, two thick leather belts held Carrie’s legs bent, it circled her ankles and looped at mid thigh. The locks were her own addition, her wrists were firmly cuffed and locked securely to a 360 degree bearing attached to one of the many rings sunk into the floor, the versatility of her slaves current bondage was that Jess could easily flip Carrie to her back allowing a lot more versatility as she used her. Letting her hands trail. I finally worked out that I had laid six fireplaces; one in the hall, two in the big reception room, one in the library another in the dining room, another in a small parlour just off the hall. I caught sight of myself in the mirror in the hall and saw a large streak of coal dust across my forehead over the stupid round spectacles I was being required to wear.I picked up my coal scuttle and headed back to the doorway that led to the stairs back down to the servants quarters. As I reached it, I. I looked up at Mike- in the dim light all I could see were his cold, black eyes. A sudden surge of lust overcame me and I gave him a slutty, doe eyed look that was all the invitation he needed to what he wanted with me."Let me see this white boy's ass." Mike pulled me up by the scruff of my shirt and pushed against the wall. With my hands up against the wall, I bent forward and stuck my ass out."It really is a nice ass..." Mike said as he massaged it, his thumb pressing firmly against my.