He wanted to keep her as his long-term personal cumbag. He wanted her again and again. “You said you will fulfill all my desires.” He kept on play...ng with her boobs and nips. “So, it’s not fair if you keep shrieking and screaming, right?”She wiped her tear. “But, Uncle—”“Did I tell you to speak?” The softness in his voice was gone. “Huh? Did I fucking tell you to speak up?” Not too hard, nor too soft was his tactic for this Bengali sexbomb.“Sorry…” She bent her head.“’Sorry, master’.”“Sorry,. They sat her down on a chair in Victoria?s wardrobe room. ?Doyou think we ought to wash her first? She smells like a street whore pluckedout of her own waste after a night of getting reamed. We ought to make her upand perfume her like a pretty little whore. A filthy wino might take her likeshe is, but that?s all.? Brandi conceded with Nikki?s estimate. They had todoll her up to troll the streets. This slut was their investment and theywanted to exploit that tight little asshole for all it was. Seen, hell, the most talented ass I've ever been inside of. If any ass was ever made for fucking, yours was." That sounds rather poetic. What's all this leading up to?" Look. I want you as my steady. Your ass is mine. It belongs to me, and me only. Likewise the rest of you. Your whole body is my exclusive property. I own you, all of you." Warren, baby, I do believe you're presuming a bit much. My ass is more than just a receptacle for your cock. It belongs to me. Me. A real person. A person. Very nice, sis. When the next - considerably more forceful - slap does not elicit a reaction either, I hit her with a resounding smack that is not only very loud but also drives her a full step forward. She quickly returns to her spot and... "One." Aha! Now we're talking.The next slap is just as hard as the last one, but she is prepared now and manages to hold her position. She does not count it, though. So for my next move, I hit her left tit with just as much strength as I just walloped her.