It was around 10PM when Mike came in, after a night of moderate drinking with some of his friends who I didn't know very well at that time. Mike isn't...a drinker and neither am I, so I could pick up his buzzed and slightly tipsy condition as soon as he walked in the door.He was in a playful mood and asked if I wanted to talk for a while or go to sleep. I wasn't sleepy yet so I said sure, let's talk, what's on your mind?What was on his mind that night was sex. Or to be more specific, his desire. "I already said I won't damage her." CGB said touching her long hair, twisting his fingers in the curls."I'm asking you to do more than keep her alive. There will be absolutely no torture and no physical beating on any part of her body without me present. That is not up for negotiation."CGB stood up, his movement causing her to move slightly, moaning softly in her sleep. "I will need to try her before I go any further. A half-breed slave usually wouldn't be entitled to any ... accommodations,". Not much need for introductions. The handful of farmer's wives working in the office knew what I was there for. All the male employees were out in the oil patch. One of the ladies cordially pointed me toward the records room where I would be working. About the size of a double car garage, the walls were lined with racks of big plat books, file cabinets, microfilm equipment, and such. In the center of the room was a large table. It was tall, so that one worked standing up, with both sides sloped. He finger fucked me for some time. This continued for another few days.By now I was so ready to take his tool and ram it inside my cunt! i was a lot bolder now and sat on the laundry stone with my legs spread wide apart. I was topless this time. I only had a skirt without panties. He came and kneeled down in front of me. He parted my pussy lips using his hands and flicked my clit with his tongue almost jumped out! It felt heavenly. He sucked me like he was licking ice-cream off the cone .I held.