Lilli looked at the card, elegant and embossed, edged in gold leaf. On one side was a phone number. The flip side only said one word 'PET'. Still slig...tly stunned and unsure she went to pay phone, fingers fumbling as she dropped coins in.The voice on the other side answered after two rings, a deep voice that simply said "Guest or Pet?" I, uh...um pet?" she finally managed to squeak out."Wonderful, where are you now, we'll have a car pick you up." I'm at...Club Caesars on...," she stammered."Yes. I'm just a black man to them. Well I'm done with trying to be the nice guy. You think I'm some bad ass nigger. Fine. I'll play your game. It all started one day when I was at a medical convention in Atlanta. It'd been a long day and I finally got back to the hotel and needed to take the elevator up to the 8th floor. I saw at the end of the hall the elevator door was closing. Two white ladies, mid-thirties were in the elevator--one blonde, one brunette. They were dressed like they had. She smiles as she thinks of hunching her wet pussy into Macs sweet young face in a few minutes. I bet she’s just like I was in my teens when Johnny fucked my sister pussy the first time……….this is going to be sooo hot, a whole family fucking before I’m through, she thinks, with an evil grin on her face……………Sylvia knocked on the door and when McKenzie opened it she asked, "You ready", "What do you need to talk to me about Syl, where’s Ryan?" "He’s working and he’s very upset and we need to talk. Samantha thrashed from side to side in her bed as she dreamed. She dreamed of Miss la Veau, smiling when Samantha was returned to her.She was lying in the sheets of her four poster bed, with two black candles lighting the room on either side; smiling as she surveyed Samantha’s body. The girl remained in her boots and collar, plundered and used by the drudges, covered and filled with their seed, flushed with her exertions. The two maids pushed Samantha to the foot of the bed. Miss la Veau.