I notice movement in the house and I whisper to Ganda that I think Muriel is home.Ganda says something in Ilonggo and Muriel appears. There is a discu...sion that I am not privy to even though I am right there through the process. Then ... silence. Muriel is just standing there and Ganda takes a deep breath.Jake, this girl is now your wife. She may not leave you, ever. She will have your children and she will care for you when you are sick. Take a good look at her. She is no longer my daughter.. You'll do what you're told, and you'll do it immediately!" It hurts!" whimpered the shocked teen, her eyes wet with tears. "Not on my pussy. Please ma'am?" Open those legs now, bitch!" Yolanda ordered, "or you'll be sorry for your disobedience. Massa would be happy to have you whipped."Still sniveling, Darla parted her legs. Yolanda scrubbed her crotch hard causing the poor negro girl to cry out in pain."Don't you ever disobey me again," the colored lady said in a voice that made the teen. She had certainly not come for the walk and made her way to one of the remotest corners.She still talked about mundane things, but leaned forward on a stone platform looking over the garden, her ass most deliciously protruding. She invited me over for the view.I did not need further hints and my dick won over my conscience as I began looking around for signs of other people who could get us into trouble. Seeing the coast was clear I snuck up next to her, our bodies touching. Placing one leg in. He had stopped crying and was listening to her voice, soothing and supportive. So it was a shock, almost a slap, when she turned his head towards her, and he could hear her voice tighten as she told him she was turned on when he cried. The trapped and helpless feeling he had first felt that afternoon, when he realized he was going to the hardware store with make-up and a bra on, and that he had felt when he stood at the kitchen sink, thinking about his shaved legs, that feeling returned like a.