I recalled, in that moment, the first time I had been taken from my cell to service a guest. It was a terrible moment and I panicked. I tried to resis... the tug of the collar and chain, hanging on to the door edge, screaming andbegging to be left alone. Instead of being taken to the guest (he would have to make do with a substitute), I was taken straight to the punishment room, secured over the Punishment Block and there received 18 strokes of the Martinet. The Martinet is a frightful. I'm nineteen summers now. When he died I was soldoff as part of the estate auction since he had no heirs." "Where were you propagated?" "I was bred at the Moor slave farm in a special division for thepropagating and rearing of midgets. They have their own auctionhouse." "I've never heard of Moors; what region is that in?" "Sorry Mistress, I only know it was three days in a cage-wagon to myfirst owner's farm. This auction was an eight day chained march fromthere." "What size. The Hispanic woman seems resolute to not talk, just to study him."Not interested." I think this one you might be. Can we talk somewhere private?"You think for a long time, then finally with a wave of your hand you lead them to your office. It's messy with scientific papers and books, but otherwise seems quite inviting."My name is Ms. Jackson," the redhead began, "and I'd appreciate it if what I'm about to say is kept confidential." Fine. . ." You respond, the concern showing in your voice. At. That is natural in stink for Kim when ever she jacks me off. Jim grabs one of her tits as they kiss. Then he says to Kim this is going to be bare cock in your pussy with full pleasure is that OK. Kim nods OK. Then I see his hand go down to her hair covered pussy and pull slightly on her pubic hairs then his finger goes to her cunt that is soaked and he looks at his finger and says. I see your ready so he gets Kim up on the bed. By now my knees are so weak I can hardly stand as he spreads Kims.