They kept their house, yard and everything immaculate. Always had new top of the line cars. Willard Lawson made a lot of money at his job and traveled...a lot. When ever he left town I would keep up the yard work. Willard told precisely what had to be done and how to do it. They paid me good money for this. As I got into my teenage years I really enjoyed the money. One day Willard was gone and I was over at his house mowing the grass and doing some other things, when Debbie came out to tend to. I knew what was going to happen. Sex, sex, and rape basically. Except here the internet was going to watch and I couldnt fend off four men, no way. I felt somewhat betrayed but yet I have to admit , yes, my nipples where harder than hell. The man nearest the door told me to get on the bed and helped position me on my back just right as he motioned for the other two men to get undressed and soon I saw their cocks which were huge especially compared to my hubbys! Finally my hubby did speak, you. Her lips slowly traveled down Simone’s chest, her hand joining Simone’s in stroking my now painful hard on. Nina’s tongue slowly circled Simone’s rock hard nipples, her saliva dripping onto them. Gently she grabbed one in her teeth, pulling it firmly. Simone let out a deep moan at the slight pain, entwining her fingers in Nina’s long lustrous hair, pulling her closer. My fingertips slid down Nina’s back as I dropped to my knees, her smooth olive skin feeling like silk. Nina stepped back. Once more her heart began to pound. She longed for clothes, for a weapon, for help. Unhappily, she confronted fear. "Yes, I remember, Master. The girl gets flogged." She looked at the whip and then at him. "You´re going to flog me, aren´t you?" S´right." What have I done?" Nothing." He laughed at her chagrin. "Look on it as medicinal." That´s unfair." Get used to it, Miss Gibson. Whoever buys you will probably have his servants whip you regularly. There´s nothing fair about slavery and being a.