Carmen could hear her high heels on the floor as she went. She wasn’t slowing down. Soon Carmen wanted to humiliate her black slave. She wore simply...pants and flats and a basic top, her slave was wearing in a tight stretchy T-shirt with her hard nipples poking through what was obviously an open-nipple bra. She had on tight stretchy little lycra short-shorts over somewhat shiny tan pantyhose, and was wearing white, five-inch tall stiletto heeled strappy sandals. To finish her look, her hair was. If they were more than a week late their codes would be deactivated until the fees were paid.Parties were to be on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday only; except on special occasions or during the holiday breaks from classes. A curfew of 3 AM was to be adhered to. Exceptions for week day use were also made for "finals" week but only for studying, no parties.The brothers would bring their own drinks and food for any party they had. Anything left at the apartment after their party became property of. ‘Was it the caning? The pissing? The girl on girl? The fucked-up incest stuff?’ As she questioned her, Nadia suddenly hauled the sweatpants down around Fay’s ankles, revealing the piss-stained white knickers. ‘What’s this? Have you wet these as well you sick bitch?’ Fay nodded, mutely. ‘What am I going to do with you, Fay? Do you think it is fair that I should have to live with a pervert who thinks that peeing in her pants is ok? Or that looking at porn on my computer is ok?’ ‘Oh, please,. Once it was straight I climbed into the bed and put the post hammer on the post. I then proceeded to pound the sharpened end into the ground about another foot at least. I then had the men fill in the hole and pack it down tight with a sledge hammer and the top of the post hammer. I showed Merthar how the rest of the fence was built and the rails and pointed posts I had already cut. There should be plenty for them to finish the fence. They probably wouldn’t be finished today, but in a couple.