"He looked at us and said, "Alaric, I offer you and your mate the hospitality of my house." I nodded. He clapped his hands and two slave girls entered... The Baron said, "See to their every need. You are theirs for as long as they wish in any manner." The girls were a little nervous because the Baron's words meant that they could be killed for our pleasure if their deaths were our pleasure. They came to us and each one took one of our hands. We left the room.Once in the hall, I simply said,. PLEASE NOOOOO!!!!!!????..?God help us? I screamed.Xenia walked to the small fire and with a metal pail scooped up most of the red hot coals and threw them on the large pile of wood at the far end of the room. The pitch soaked wood ignited immediately and in seconds the fire was burning so high and so hot I thought we would both be cooked alive! As Xenia turned toward me her face was soaked in tears yet she was laughing. In her hand she held the same small dagger that she had used to remove. Next day, Saturday around 11 AM, I was talking to my wife sitting in a 2 seater leather sofa in the hall. My son was playing with his toys. I called Mangala who was in the bedroom.Me: Hey Mangala, come here. Wanted to talk to you.My sexy daughter came walking in the same frock which she was wearing the previous night. I could see marks near her pussy area due to previous night wetness of her pussy.Mangala: Yes Daddy, tell me.She asked me standing in front of me. She was looking at the penis. She. He didn't know her name, age, address, phone number, emailaddress, height, weight, blood type, or genetic sequence. Whatever hername, she personified Terry's dream of a loving, beautiful woman. She wastaller than his brothers, seemingly just as strong (at least just as fit),and incredibly stunningly beautiful. Ponytail. Long eyebrows. Green eyes.The sweetest mouth. She exuded confidence. Her mannerisms conveyedcertainty. He adored her, alas, from afar.Day after day, for a couple of years,.