Officially I'm known only as Pleasure Slave 2157-A the personal property of Master Robert Sanders but Master has allowed me the privilege of keeping m... name."--Jenny looked shocked by the revelation it was actually a privilege not to take a slave's identity away from her. Jonathan had explained him being part of a secret group of slave owners and that many of the slaves were taken against their will. Yet Jenny had tried not to think about all that was taken from these poor women until that. " You're nude," I corrected. " Naked means defenceless, nude just means you're not wearing clothes. Get in the truck."Reluctantly she started walking toward the truck. "Where are we going?" she asked as she arrived at where we were standing."Into town to pick up the days groceries for the restaurant."Marcy stopped dead. "WHAT?!" The restaurant. It's a place where people pay other people to cook-" I know what a damned restaurant is," Marcy growled."Language, young lady!" her mother called from. As she was moving around, she put her thumbs in the sides of her jeans and, as her hips moved side to side, she lowered her jeans just a little each time she moved. When they cleared her hips, I saw she was wearing a black thong that rode low on her hips with a slim piece of material that disappeared between her ass cheeks. Her pussy, barely concealed by the little black triangle of material, was shaved.I watched as she turned her back to the girl at the door. She kept gyrating her hip and as. George was still spaced thinking again to himself, it is true he was just fucked by what he thought was a woman but turned out to be a shemale (ladyboy) with a real cock that had slipped deep into his ass and came in him as well, but he was spaced thinking how much he enjoyed being fucked by that cock for the first time in his life, remembering that he was in a strange country no one knows him or would see him or hears about such adventure, he could bury this piece of information for ever and.