The more disgusting garbage shriekedlong and hard for the cheering crowd as they twisted and writhed on seats seton poles high above the flames, being...slowly roasted for the edification ofall. Truth to tell, Grand Duchess Isabella rather enjoyed watching the lower ordersbeing forced to scream and squirm. After all, they were barely human and onlyexisted to serve and entertain people like her. It's not like they were realpeople. As a member of the nobility, she had a balcony seat at each. I tell her that I will be walking to the bar and asking her what she wants. Once she tells me I leave her on the dance floor and walk a few feet to the bar. After I get both our drinks I walk to her and notice her dancing with some guy. I only see her grinding on some guy, but can't quite see him due to the amount of people and darkness. After a minute or two I finally see that It's a black guy. Of course it is! He is a huge guy as well. He looks like a bouncer and has gigantic muscular arms.. I still remember that on many a night, Cheryl's mother would drop off her daughter. Carla and I always made polite chitchat with her. Carla would usually be "clothed" in an oversized T-shirt at the time, but as soon as Cheryl's mom stepped out the door, Carla would raise her arms over her head and smile. It became a signal: either Cheryl or I would walk over and pull Carla's shirt up and off and there she would stand, totally nude."NOW I'm ready for dinner," she'd usually say, "Or. ”“Yes Master.”Sarah took ahold of my hand. I glanced at mom. She had a looked of concerned on her face, but did not say anything.Sarah lead me up to her room. She has a King’s size bed in her room. Why did she need a kings size bed?We sat down, Sarah said; “Are you okay?”“Yes it’s just to much” I said“You will get use to it. So what’s bothering you”“It just, the girls are jumping, and showing their asses, and cunts, and their, mom’s, and dad’s are watching?“Marcy it’s okay, my mom has known.