"She pulled her dress off over her head and then I could see raw red lines from fingers clawing over her body. And I could see something had matted in...her well-trimmed pubic hair, the mat thick and pressed down. I turned on the light and gasped as I saw she'd been worked over. I tried to sit up but she put her hand firmly on my head and insisted I not get up. I stared at the thick jumbled mess of her mound the scent overwhelming."Jesus, what happened?" Oh some of the boys got a little wild is. I went and she followed close behind.When we got into the room, she closed and locked the door. She pointedto my single bed and told me to crawl up on it and get on my hands andknees. My mother had always been the disciplinarian in our family (I wasan only child), so I had an idea of what was coming, but never did Iexpect what happened next. As I started to cry, she made me put my headdown on the bed, but told me to stay on my knees. She lifted the hem ofthe skirt that I had on, and slowly. They both noticed that no one else had entered the theater and he smiled, has his hand gently ran down her shoulder, then gently onto her arm, his eyes closed alittle as his hand ran over her stomach, with his eyes closed fully his gently cupped her right breast in his hand, as she sighed roughly, with tinge of a moan in it, his breathe began to grow heavy, gently her hands slide down over his jeans with her hands she slowly unzipped his fly, as his large dick came out at full attention, her. I dragged her by the shackled leash close to my throne, unzipped my pants, and railed my cock between her size EE tits untill I shot cum all over her unwilling face. I then dismissed her back to her cage. Feeling satiated and reassured, I fell asleep on my throne...I awoke the next day to attend my usual brothel business matters, making sure customers paid in full and that none of the slaves misbehaved. I oversaw all this from my balcony, which overlooked the vast, round courtyard below. All.