At night the slave master would make her suck hissmelly cock. Karen knew she was a naff girl and thatwas all she was good for.The other slaves would ...augh at Karen. They'd call hernames and spit on her. They would only throw her foodif she performed for them. Karen was made to bounceher boobs. Karen was made to play with herself.Sometimes she had to give oral sex through the bars.One nasty girl would dip food in the chamber pot andoffer it to her. Karen was always so hungry she'dusually. I really don’t want to get into it now. How did you know something was wrong?”“You came home from Penny’s party and went straight to your office where Anala was holed-up all evening. You took her home and then came to your room without a word and with a grim look on your face. When you left to go to Penny’s, you were on top of the world. Clearly something happened.”“I suppose it was obvious. Let’s talk after school. Just the three of us.”“Why do I get the sense that your offer of the best sex. I was nervous about what movie to watch as the volume was pretty loud. Finally, I said fuck it! I turned on a movie of a guy getting rammed.I heard the door open next to me. Someone walked in, closed the door and started a movie. I sat there pretty nervous. I then heard the zipper! My head was spinning, from the tequila and the situation. I dared to look and saw the guy standing and stroking his dick. I did not know the “finger through the hole etiquette.” I waited but the situation and the. Far from aroused, John was only fascinated by the display, and wondered if the woman would go full nude, or just strut around in her thong. She moved to the edge of the stage, and turned and wiggled her flabby ass at the men gathered there, letting them all get a good feel of her ass. Then she bent over, reached behind herself, and pulled her thong aside, revealing her hairy pussy to the crowd. There was a general cheer at that. And then one of the men by the stage actually stuck a finger in.