The women and children and the slaves that I'd released earlier that morning were still on the road and when we drove past them some begged to be take... with us. I refused to take allow it and coldly I told everyone in our party to ignore them. I'd given them a chance earlier that day and they'd refused it. Of course some ignored my words, especially when they were offered what little wealth that the refugees had managed to spirit away that morning. I didn't learn of it until later and by then. When she focused on Bobby and Sammy, her whole face lit up into a happy smile. Without thinking, she launched herself at Bobby, wrapping him up in a firm hug that he instinctively returned. As Sammy watched her expression over Bobby's shoulder, she became alarmed as her happy face became a grimace of obvious pain."Bobby, let go of her!" she whispered urgently. He immediately released her, looking over at Sammy in confusion."It was just a hug Sammy, geez!" he protested. She brushed past him to. ‘Layla are you okay?’ ‘I thought I saw Charlotte and I panicked. . . I don’t know.’ ‘You just stood kinda frozen and wide-eyed.’ ‘I guess my mind just played the worst of what would happen if she came here tonight and I thought it was real.’ ‘Well it’s not, it’s just me, Elizabeth.’ ‘Darling, I would like to make a toast now, afterwards you and Elizabeth can play catch up. Come with me,’ Fritz walked up the grand staircase with Layla in tow. After obtaining everyone’s attention he raised his. ..i started.You like that don't you piggy.Yes sir i said.Suck it pigI did, he hadn't washed and i started to gag.He laughed slapped me again and pushed his cock right down my throat making me gag and nearly throw up.He didn't stop he just kept pushing harder, the more i gagged he the more he fucked my mouth.He pulled my hair (i love that) and fucked my face.Fucking pigYou fucking fat pig he said..He made me crawl on all fours to the living room, collar still on, he attached it to a sofa leg so.