I swooped in and she hopped right in. She was right to the point, "you a cop?" she asked. "No, show me that you aren't" I demanded. She lifted her shi...t showing her medium sized tits and reaching down pulling at my basketball shorts and grabs my cock stroked quickly, bends and kissed it. "what you want, baby?" she asks. "I want to fuck you in the ass." I respond. I know I am low on cash, but I try my luck. "Hmm... ok honey, $40."Jackpot. I have just over $40 in my pocket."You have a condom?" I. No more sleeping in cramped quarters with five other slave girls. No more tepid, tasteless meals. No whippings. The Queen's slave-girl lived in the Queen's quarters, sleeping at the foot of her bed. She ate well, could take regular baths, could wear more than the tiny loin flaps the other girls wore, and had the privilege of being Anira's personal attendant. All she had to do in return was to please the Queen any way the Queen wanted to be pleased. It was an easy trade.To win such a privilege,. They hadn't known that there was nothing to talk about. We had already decided upon the war that would destroy them.I waited a full week before I claimed her. The Princess, they called her, though I don't think they had any proof that she was from the Queen's family. The Queen tried to ransom her, but our leaders just laughed her off. The Navy boasted they'd make her talk, and what she'd tell would be worth more than whatever the Queen could be willing to offer. I waited, because I knew that. "I don't care who you date." She chewed her lip a bit more quickly. "Okay, so can I tell you something? Something private?" I nodded quickly. "Okay, so I know these girls. And I went over to their house one time. They started kissing and they wanted me to kiss them too," she ventured, fidgeting. My little dancer never fidgeted. I chuckled. "It's alright to kiss with other girls." "But I didn't though," she replied uncomfortably. "Really?" "No, but I just watched them," she confessed. "And I.