There was the innocent Santa Claus, sitting on my sofa with a throbbing erection firmly at attention. My eyes were wide as I stared at the bulging vei...s of his manhood. “Well then Jasmine, sweet, adorable Jasmine.” He said, “time to be that better girl.” I stepped towards him, positioning myself just in front of him and looked down at his cock. “Don’t be scared,” he reassured. I slowly dropped to my knees in front of him. Hesitantly, I reached my hand out onto his length. It was already. Feeling fearless, Brian went up to the girl and said, "I'll give you $10,000 if you take off your dress right now and strut three blocks down to the end of downtown and strut back." Are you serious?" she asked."Yes, of course." said Brian pulling out a wad of $100 bills. "I have the cash right here."The girl blushed a deep scarlet and said, "Fine. You better pay up!" Then, the girl proceeded to strip out of her pink summer dress in the middle of downtown."You have to strut like you are a runway. A couple of hours later we arrived at a nice-looking house in a secluded area and Jerry told me to take off the jacket I had worn and to put on a slave collar he had in the back seat. "You're going to be a fuckin' white whore slave for a friend of mine" he said firmly "And you will do whatever he demands". I looked at him just expecting an evening only, but the surprise was just about to begin. Hooking a leash to my collar outside the car, I trailed along behind him as we neared the front. Seems that as a former prosecuting attorney, he has people he knows all over the place, including Alabama, and being in his mid-seventies, he's not exactly in acute need of a paying job. Plus, he was amused when he looked over the paperwork for Dana's marriage."I've heard of this. I think that Judge Lanford did one after the hurricane."Dana giggled."That's funny?" he asked her."Yessir. He did. And we know who he did it for..." Oh, come on..." Jerry said. He looked to me, reading my face. "She's.