Go for it.”I reached under my seat to get my backpack. ‘Backpack’, as in mom saying, “Young ladies carry purses, Deena...”“I have a purse,...but most places I go, I want this thing. Got my MacBook and some notebooks and...”“Purse, Deena...”“Okay, when we’re out in public together, I’ll carry a purse, but I have everything in this backpack that I’d carry in a purse...”“But it looks...”“It looks like a serious college student on campus, Mom...”Heavy sigh. “My daughter’s in college...”“Don’t say it. As dawn broke, I dressed and started my new employment, returned only to my new home in the late afternoon. The slave had made good progress cleaning, but now sat waiting for my return.“Sir, what should we do now? Will you keep me as your slave or sell me? If you sell me, I beg that it is to a good household.”There were tears in her eyes, and her voice trembled. I sat and thought for a while; I could not afford a wife and a slave, and no wife would want me to have as attractive a slave as. Then he had her hair pulled her head back “Eat it cunt, or next time I will shove my fist up your ass first and then have your slut daughter eat the cum from your ass and drink it down, just like you are going to do” Dan told her.Karen opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue and licked his cum from her hand and then finally swallowed it down. She felt ashamed and abused but a part of her was screaming yes do it as we are a slut and we know it, and so does our new Master Dan. Making sure she. They really took their time, not missing an inch of my body. With the girls close up, I could see that each had beautiful olive-colored skin and green eyes. I wondered about their origin. Had some European settlers mated with these South American peoples? That would certainly explain the green eyes and lovely olive skin. Each of these women seemed so incredible: young and beautiful. Each of them seemed so very curious about me. Why were they so curious, I wondered? The sponge bathing continued..