She felt his hand gripping her ponytail and pulling her towards him. She yelped, part in surprise and part in pain, as their brown eyes met.His gaze w...s intoxicating, almost paralyzing, “You misbehaved, Toy, being a wisecrack of all things?”“I’m sorry, Owner, I don’t know what came over me,” she pleaded.“I’m not sorry, you need to learn some discipline,” his eyes glistened. They looked like two deep pools that called her soul in, demanding she dove as deep into them as she could.“No, owner,. Hands behind her head, she slowly turned around to give them a good look at her ample charms."We're gonna get goin' with this fine negress." he announced. "She's a big girl so she's got plenty to offer. They say the softer the cushion the better the pushin'! Whoever buys this nigger will find out that's no lie! I'm gonna start her off at 200."The bids started noisily. Bernetha was obviously a highly desired prize. She finally went for 650. She smiled slightly as she was led down to her new. It was the financial squeeze that had him clutching at straws. Paula was putting on a lot of pressure for him to agree to the divorce and end their marriage quickly. He wanted to fight for time, but he couldn't afford it. Finally he made his offer: If she would go to counseling with him, he would agree to sign the papers if it didn't work out.Problem was, he couldn't afford a certified counselor. They had to settle for Rev. Michaels. He was a white-haired smoothie who often forgot to get around. "What have my sons brought home to play with tonight?" she said. "This is Teresa our Mother." Winston said. "Good, another little white slut to make our slave." "Yes Mother" all said at one time. "Now, slut, you want my sons to train you to enjoy real men?" "Oh yes, please, please fuck me." I heard myself saying. "You gave her the d**g already Winston?" "Yes Mother." he said. "But I never took any d**gs." I protested. "Dear, she said very close to my face, d**gs can be given in many ways. In.