They were well-toned and athletic, yet very femine-looking. Sophia was shy about showing them and her slender figure off, she always wore the long tra...itional dress to cover up. Her beautiful almond complexion was enhanced by makeup.Standing back I admired her form . Stepping forward, I spread her legs apart causing her to yelp " Please don't " as she shuddered and tensed in fear. She was whining " Please! Please ! Stop!" She was right to be afraid, now a older well man was standing between her. She looked like a million dollars and then some.She would be my “date” for the night. On the way to the party we had a lot of time to chat. She told me that she was a cheerleader in High School and college. She also told me that everybody in high school and college treated her like she was a “blond headed bimbo”. There was hardly any one but Grandma Dale who respected me and treated me right. 8 months ago when Grandma Dale invited Ellen to stay with her. Dale told Ellen about me and her desire. She started shaking and moaning louder, before wrapping her legs around Jack’s head and letting out a shrill squeal. Jack pulled his fingers out and stuck them in her mouth, letting her lick them clean. When she finished, he pulled her by the legs and bent her over the desk, spreading her cheeks and eating her asshole. After sufficiently moistening her puckered brown hole, he stood and placed his still wet cock at the entrance. ‘I’m gonna fuck your ass now. Hard. You will enjoy it.’ he said,. And then she would feed her while I watched my slave shake in her torture nodes.Another day. Another. I watched the results. My slave had only the taste of shit and piss to distract her from her pain. At first she struggled against the taste in her horror, but it was around the fifth day that she jumped to the sound of the dungeon door opening. She twisted where she was blinded and then actually hopped in her chains in desperate anticipation. I rewarded her with a heavy morning meal of my own.