Thatwould be, 'Why did you hit me, Mistress.'"This was wrong. I spoke up - carefully. "Mistress..." it felt strange tocall her, or anyone, that. "Mi...tress, please don't hurt her. We justwant to know what's going on. We were told that we were coming here tohave pictures taken, and we're kind of scared right now."Danya turned her head around to me and looked in my eyes. The weight ofher intense green eyes bored into me and I felt like shrinking andmelting off of the bed. Then her expression. “Well, that didn’t take long,” Billy noted, “Now,let’s see, this slant-eyed bitch won, so she getsfucked and the black-bitch gets the surprise.”Jamie began to cry and protest that she had won.Billy reminded her that he never said what the winnerwould get.“Besides, the black bitch has already cum, she’s hadher pleasure for the nigh, now it’s your turn,” Billyexplained.Jamie began to fight as Billy and three other mengrabbed her and drug. Only after several minutes did she lift herself to let me breathe freely while she slid down my body before fitting my cock into that salacious opening.“Get my tits,” she whispered, leaning forward. They were firm, offering small pointed nipples. I grasped, kneading, squeezing, hurting. It was apparently the right response. She was moving on my cock, but now the tempo had changed. Whereas I had been giving her metronomic thrusts from behind, she treated me to wonderful variety. One, twice,. "You need to understand what is happening to you," I began. "What washis boy name, Susan?" Jaime," she answered."Alright Jaime," I said looking directly into his eyes. "I guess youunderstand that your aunt has legal custody of you until you areeighteen, and being so generous and wanting you to find a way suited foran effeminate panty waist like you Jaime, your Aunt Helen has given youto me. You are mine now Jaime. I own you and you have already learnedwhat happens to disobedient bois. .